STUCK
This is the story for those who are Born as Poor, Disabled and you can say Faulty. It's not in your hands 'where were you born' but surely you can decide the place 'where you going to die'
To all those who are failed, depressed, disabled. In short, those who are thinking of giving-Up
'Just take a breath and Give it a shot !!'
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One day while traveling from the road...
I saw
A man without the hands
Doing something that even normal people struggles to do
He is a man with broken disabilities
Struggling for each single step
He taught me-
Keep going, man!
despite any obstacle coming in your way
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Next to that,
While crossing the road...
I saw a girl, sitting near to the road
Holding her small brother in hands
Wasn't crying, Wasn't even regretting
Her eyes explained everything
That need of few bucks
She taught me-
Do not run away from Responsibilities
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While walking through the Streets
I saw the People
Living,
Sleeping,
Chilling,
on FOOTPATH'S
Kids scattered everywhere without any Roof on their Heads
with Blank and Dark Future in front
They were still Living
They were still Fighting
They were still Surviving
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One night
with stars blinking in the skies
I saw some people coming out from Bars
(Drinking/Clubbing all kinda stuff)
In the same On the other side of the road
I saw some people hoping for one single piece of food
This is Huge man, This is Insane
The wall between the RICH & pOOr
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I was sitting near the sea
Ambani's having Fresh air at 27th floor
Next to that
Bunch of people
Living in small sheds
Struggling for a single breath
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Last month
I visited a few of The Holly PLACES in the city
The Stone Made Idol's
Settled on the THRONE made up of GOLD
I got out from there
The winter is on it's High &
The nights were Dark

Saw a small baby wrapped in a blanket
Close to her mother
Both were hoping for another piece of cloth
So that they can survive longer
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While traveling by
local
I saw people Getting/making their place in 2nd class
Shouting, Fighting
Cause they have paid around 10 bucks for the Ride
On the other side
I saw few people, Sitting in 1st class
Folded legs, Paper in hands, Glasses on eyes.
The Damn hell comfort, man!
That's Bombay for you man
Never Settle
BOMBAY
what Bombay taught me throughout life?
Art of Living
Ya, That's it!
Live it like never before
Cause At the moment when you think of
REST
THE BOMBAY WILL THROW YOU OUT OF THE GAME
"Being Poor is a crime here Bebe"
: By Creo