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A BUS JOURNEY

Every face had a story to tell, Every heart had something to share.... Lost in their own worlds! Heading to their destination. Arrived a boy blind and handicapped, Everyone eager to know him Started a conversation with him Tears rolled down everybody's cheeks! Lost in this cruel world..... Picked up by monsters! His hands were cut and eyes pricked... Helpless he roamed and begged. Every face seemed shocked! And so was I. Strangers a moment ago, Turned as a team, To gift the unfortunate a new life, A better future. Now again tears rolled But this time tears were blessings They represented happiness - Ahalya Nair

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