Lalhmangaisang

Imagine yourself walking down a busy street on a rainy day and you met a beggar who is lame pushing a plate he uses to collect donations on the muddy road covered in puddles and potholes. Would you have a change you could spare? Imagine Mother Teresa walking down that same busy street and she sees the same begger. Would she give him the same amount of change you could spare? Imagine the sister of that beggar who haven't seen her brother, because her brother realizing he isn't useful to her and that he was just leeching off his sister, went away to beg for his daily needs,seeing him. Would she not take him in to her house and bathe him and love him? Does charity make you feel good when you helped people living in a worser predicament than you? Are you a good human being if you helped someone to make yourself feel good? That beggar went out of his house with his dignity intact but everytime someone gave him money to feel good about themselves and post it on social media of ...

We were stardust once said Mother Crow to her nestlings high up a gulmohar tree in the park of a city suburbs. Mother Crow survived the first monsoon fending off city monkeys far bigger than she was from eating her eggs and she plans on surviving the rain and the storm and the hails and the gale. Mother Crow is a scavenger, she needed her inguenity and intelligence to survive in a human jungle.  She doted her children in a way humans doted theirs. She will die for them. She is a good mother. There is a road that leads to the park where office goers of the city commute every single day. It was hectic at rush hours where vehicles of all kinds swerved around in chaos bellowing up dust into the air covering up the leafs of trees in the park in brown. One of those tree was a cranky old mango tree who hated the gulmohar for taking away all his insects who protected his fruits from diseases and birds. There was a car that could speak named Debry. There was a boy who lived nea...