Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build, too.

आम्हां घरी धन शब्दांचीच रत्नें | शब्दांचीच शस्त्रें यत्न करुं ||
शब्द चि आमुच्या जीवांचे जीवन | शब्दें वांटूं धन जनलोकां ||
तुका म्हणे पाहा शब्द चि हा देव | शब्द चि गौरव पूजा करुं ||
- abhang of Tukaram Wolhoba Ambile of Dehu

There's No Freedom Like That of a Child's Imagination

கடலுக்கு உண்டு கற்பனைக்கு இல்லை கட்டுப்பாடு

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

I am want to suiciding

O well! O well!
Why you are not having water?
I am failed in exam.
I want to suiciding.
Why you to be cleaned now?

O rope! O rope!
Why you are so weak?
She is not loving me.
I am having depression.
Why you are breaking now?

O poison! O poison!
Why you are not working?
My crops are not growing.
I am want to die.
But adulteration in everything.

O gun! O gun!
Why you are rusting?
Police are chasing behind me.
I not wanting caught alive.
Why I bought Chinese goods?

O ink! O ink!
You are running full.
You are saving me.
I am drowning in you.
What a relief!

People are wondering.
Why they are reading this?

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