Declutter

You have too much they told me. You need to declutter. Ruthlessly let go. Throw it away. Give it away.

I do not know when it all became too much. Was it when I loved too much? Or maybe when I worked too much? Or when I stayed too much?

I do not remember them telling me that all of that was too much. They took what I had to give. And asked for more. How then is what I am left with, too much?

Joy Deshmukh Ranadive Labourer

Walking barefoot, laying the Foundation Foot by foot....

Carrying the burden of many dreams

On your slender shoulders, Concretizing the desires of the builder, the owner.... Mixing your blood and sweat, cementing it all together.

Come rain or Sunshine , you struggle to earn two square meals,

Accepting your fate , your life moves in reels. Not worrying about your children , Who may become a victim of someone ' s hunger....

Not worrying about your future , Hopes forever linger.....

You endanger your life knowing the danger, Creating High rises ,but your own dreams getting buried deeper and deeper .

Leading a life of downtrodden, For you pleasures of life are forbidden. You march on with surefootedness, Spreading a deep message of acceptance....

Akta Sehgal Malhotra