Small fingers, small eyes, small steps: a small child. He’s so cute, a treat 2 eyes. No one can ignore him!! He’s but a b’ful creation of the Creator!! The child, n amateur in the play of life, smiles at the people surrounding him, staring at him without any specific reason…
Small fingers transformed into big fingers, small eyes into big eyes with big dreams ‘n’ his small footsteps transformed into big strides of a grown up man… That very child is no more cute, neither is he a visual treat to eyes… people seldom ignore him!!! Satan caught hold of him ‘n’ stuffed hatred ‘n’ foul things in his mind… adulterated his pure thoughts.
Small fingers transformed into big fingers, small eyes into big eyes with big dreams ‘n’ his small footsteps transformed into big strides of a grown up man… That very child is no more cute, neither is he a visual treat to eyes… people seldom ignore him!!! Satan caught hold of him ‘n’ stuffed hatred ‘n’ foul things in his mind… adulterated his pure thoughts.
He has learnt their language ‘n’ forgotten his own. Now he too belongs to their tribe.
Another soul has bin raped!! The Satan succeeded yet another time.
Another soul has bin raped!! The Satan succeeded yet another time.
The Extra-Ordinary child is dead ‘n’ on his grave there stands an ordinary man!!
His Soul is dead ‘n’ the Satan smiles!!
Another mission accomplished!!!
His Soul is dead ‘n’ the Satan smiles!!
Another mission accomplished!!!
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