Different Strokes

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Location: Hyderabad, AP, India

Lover of art and music. Fair and just, balancing the scales always as a true Libran. Partial towards chocolates.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Who am I??

I’m there when you endure pain..
I’m with you when you get to know that you are going to be a proud parent…
I’m again with you when your child performs outstandingly in the football game.
I’m that special friend of the bride who accompanies her to her new world, and in me she carries all her memories and hopes for the new life ahead..
I’m there with every son when he makes his parents proud
I’m with grandma when she remembers her youth
I’m there with grandpa when he remembers his ancestral home as against the congested flat he is living in now…
I’m with all the naughty brats who get a resounding spanking for all the pranks they play.
I’m with the mother in her effort to bring a new life into this world
I’m there with all the frustrated unemployed youth in their quest for bread
I’m there with the prostitute who puts a price for her body, but loses her soul
I’m there with an anxious dad at the airport, who longs to see his son after a long hiatus
I’m there with those unfortunate ones who are starved, of food and of love

I’m there with the rich and with the poor
I’m there with the old and with the young..


I roll down silently, as silently as death…Not a whisper, not a sniff…I bring out the pain endured by the soul…I’m compared with a pearl as I’m precious…
I am a tear drop.