We often see a lot of people who have no importance in our view….We don’t have to mind them for any thing….Anybody thought of their life and how they survived?One day I came to acquaint with a street beggar girl and read more….Those who read the story must thank God that we are not in such a need in this dirty world……

The sun but ofrnt in to light that shed sweat always.Today when i was in thirst for somebody missing ,she came…She had golden brown hair that was untied and untidy.Though dirty with mud on her hands and face,she had innocent eyes and nice smile.She wore a dress that’s almost weary and teary.She stretched her hands towards me for some shillings.Praise to God that i could.I was interested in her.She must be almost of my age.When dressed neatly she may turned to an angel with holy black iris that may have the essence of heaven.She was not much fair.That was the color of attraction.She wore bangles of different colors and that was not all of same size but still made some tickling sound!She wore a copper nose ring with a red stone.She drank a glass of water from me.Her teeth was yellowish brown as though she had some chewing habits.Those teeth were tiny and lined up and down beautifully!Her eyes screamed for care that destiny denied but she was adapted to circumstances.So i couldn’t see tears scrolling down.Instead she enjoyed the freedom of being nobody to anyone…That was a suspicious smile she poured on me.I gave her one of my dress.She ignored that and said something.It was not clear to me.I moved some steps back.She was silent for a few moments.Her eyes twinkled but that was not the beauty of tears.With out a bye,she went away out of my sight….The unexpected change in her found unhealthy.It expressed that she was not on whole with herself.When she stared at me,her nose ring kissed her upper lip,that was really charming!But will i recognize her from some where?And if so with which name should i call her?She moved along with the breeze that touched me to reality.The sky dressed in red for the party tonight.In my bed ,my thoughts were of the beautiful eyes that God gifted her but i felt ,it was a curse for her….Where have she slept today?My mind followed her but i lost her somewhere in the darkness……   

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