After long time

It is very hard for me to live without writing.Now i start writing in the blog ,but i daily write in the paper. when i see plain paper i think i must be write there.Today morning when i was brush my teeth i see the signs of rain everywhere.The trees are like taking bath,they are fresh and my mood is also fresh.But in mind i felt very bad. Because this is not the time of rain.And because of it crops are destroy.The small farmers who took loan and did farming are in trouble. I remember the face of that farmers.So happyness of cold weather it has small less of sorrow.In rainy season i enjoy rain.See how i want everyone even nature also keep time. But we people does not take care of our environment ,therefore nature behave with us this type of bad manners.

my emotions

I came with that unspoken feelings. I told this to my close friend .what he said it is surprising.He said,it is all drama.No one want your communication and understaning mind. It is their destiny to work hard and live life like this way. I was shocked.All these are foolish things.I want to help them,not only by materialistic but also with my sensitive mind .I felt very bad.How can i manage all this things.I saw one small girl which is 13 years old she get married today. Her parents told me she was too young and has a capacity to work hard.So many girls are married in this age,they became weak.They never go to school,they did not know the management of life.I want to laugh on this sentence. Because so many people who are educated ,can manage their life and emotions.

my Emotions

Hi,
Last time i write about walls which i feel.Today when i went to the slum,one woman was working infront of her house. I think she was free from the emotions which i feel at this time. so I asked her the questions about her life. She quitely saw my face. she did not give me any response. so i told her i will meet her tomorrow. She smile but not freely.she has two children and this time she is pregnant. she is very weak. she worked hard.she could not eat properly. I felt very bad.I came home with her unspoken sorrow.

My emotions

Hi,
whenever i want to write something,that time i feel there are some walls infront of me. I cant write what i want.May be it is the wall of my sex.There are so many walls which make me to shut my mouth.It is very hard.My emotions want to come out.I worked with the women who live in the slum. They dont have food. They work hard. when i saw them I think I am better. But my urge can not give me chance to shut.