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And one of you billions may sit on us ruffled multitude of leaves and see more apples fall to flower brighter, brighter ideas in the early filters of dawn!
She woke up one fine morn' when the sun was bleaching her surrounding with a pinky shade in tattered clothes and started yelling in fright..
Only yesterday, she was fifteen, she went to school, she had parents, friends and siblings, and she was whining about her life and praying she should be happier than she is....
This is what she got?
She's become a beggar?
Her eyes wandered fervently through the teeming mass of city people crossing the zebra walking, the blare of many land-cruisers at a signal, the group of students getting off a yellow school bus merrily chatting away..
She blinked her eyes twice, subsequently splashed over by a murky puddle of water from a racing lorry on her clothes.
Aaaargh!
Where am I?
Somehow she stumbled, thought she recognized this alleyway and came to her own house and peeked inside through the windows.
There were white sheets pulled over the furniture and not a soul in sight.
Her jaw trembled at what she saw.
She wandered over to a tumble down park bench rusting away in a corner and watched the families skip about playing soccer in the dainty weather.
In half-an hour, sympathetic folk had thrown pennies and other coins at her and she felt disgusted with herself.
If she was going to live, she had to earn it...
She crossed a heavy street, across the lines of glam shops with fancyware and stalled in front of a quiet, tranquil neighbourhood.
She heard a tuneful humming in the courtyard of one flowery little house and went round to see and old, rather thin but contented lady with cotton candy white hair in a bun gardening to her heart's joy.
A very sober conversation followed and the lady said she could really use a gardening friend to tend to her roses and daisies.
The evening rumbled off with a few more pennies...
Pennies which she had earned, and she felt glad about it, she gave the ones she hadn't earned to a few street urchins loitering under the shade of the sidewalk trees.
Then she came back and helped the old lady with a little baking.
Night dawned on them and sat awake by the garden wall looking out to the stars wondering if she'd be able to fall asleep, but before she knew it.......
She woke up in a comfy white bed, with the same sun bleaching her real room again....
A dream....she thought.
Ran to the mirror and looked at herself.
''yesterday I asked God to make me more happier, and here I am, my wish answered, as happy as I can ever be, that what I can do with my life is my own doing, and their are poeple out there who need help with theirs!''
Spontaneously written by Nash, 6th May'10, Thurs'
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