Honesty is Not Poor, Just People Are!

I was working as-usual on laptop in my room and felt to ask a question to 'aunty', who works at my home (The word 'maid', is for those who understand excellent English).

'Aunty', from where you are?
I am from Nepal beta, has been working for last 20 years in this home

I felt ashamed for not knowing this marvelous fact of her loyal services to this home, where I am staying as a paying-guest for past 1 year.

and she continued, ''I have two sons and we live in a society nearby.''

''Aunty, are your sons literate?'' I inquired excitedly

''Padhai, gareebo k liye kahan hoti hai beta? They work as drivers to earn livelihood''

These words were enough to jolt my conscience, left me thoughtful!

''My younger son looks like you, if he would sit along you- You both will look like brothers. I don't know how come God has blessed a poor like me with such a adorable child.'' She told me while her eyes were glittering with the essence of motherhood and that love, which is so precious.

She voice was so ravishing, so her expressions were! I glimpsed her honesty in her poverty.

I am a free Soul

I am not Rich, but born in Joy
I am not Glamorous, but raised in Decency
I have empty pockets, but a rich Heart 
I adhere my responsibilities, but a free Soul!
I have no curves on ma body, but a zest to balance the twists of life
I live in pain, but courageous enough to make them smile
I dwell in untrodden, But soulful to hold a few hands and look after their destination.


I am a free Soul!

-Sourav

I wanna listen that flute and my grandmother's voice....

I am not fascinated of golden bowl, I miss to be born in an Era of supreme knowledge and eternal beauty. I miss to be walk through gardens of apple and grapes, into the direction of vent and birds' tweet!
I am pissed of few drops of water, I miss a lavation into that silent river between mountains.
Higher on earth, eating like a dentist. I wanna sit with Mother on Mother Earth to eat in rejoice.
A lyric guitar irritates me, I wanna listen that flute and my grandmother's voice.

I Miss An Era of Life!