Dead

She pulled the knife from her chest and smiled, “Was that supposed to hurt?” Every person in the room gasped as she stood there, the bloody knife in her hand, completely unaffected, her smile broadening by the second. It took two minutes for her to realize what had happened. An agonizing sting ran down her body, a sting called regret? With a frown, her fingers wandered to her chest, her eyes focused on the pool of blood at her feet. Her body felt weak. She fell on her knees, her legs unable to handle her weight. What did she just do? Slowly, she closed her eyes, only to open them again with a jolt.

This time, with a jerk of her head she pointed at her now dead daughter and said, “Another bitch down.”

 

Thought for the day

Children – the dainty petals with sweetness in every fold;

The angles of joy and happiness untold;

Yes, the very same children we are talking about whom you see begging bare feet, cleaning up benches and washing defiled utensils.

Yes, these are the very children who, on one hand, are called ‘as precious as gold’ and on the other are sold!

The very children we seek about, who go to work every morning

And are blasted in mines without any warnings.DSCN0406.JPG

You murmur, you hear, see and talk about their deprived state..

But do you do anything for their unlit fate?

Maybe it’s time you wake up..

Maybe it’s time you realize enough…

Let’s take a step forward and not just “think” about it!

Let’s help them out with a little effort and bliss !


 

Mates, today I want you to think a bit about the helpless children out there who are being tortured endlessly by means of child labor!

A few minutes of silence for them please ❤

Dedicate at least a few moments in your life helping a child get out of such circumstances – if you get a chance!

Pray for their fate!

Stay blessed! Keep smiling 🙂