CREATIONS

Belittled by the gestures of the slimy mud on the face, it took a while for the boy to place his self esteem and confidence determinately on a higher plane, which he thought has been mutilated by the disturbances outside. He is constantly on move but is not sure whether he will be able to reach the destination where life is calling him. He is constantly wiping his face in order to get rid of the dirt, social dirt, political dirt, moral dirt, ethical dirt. It is so sticky, over adulterated with the vices of this selfish and honestly cunning world.  He is thinking, "here's the smell of mud still , all the waters from Tigris and Euphrates would not be able to clean this stained face". His compulsive cleansing has failed and the feeling of uncleanliness has subsided all of a sudden. Now he knows that blatantly carrying this dirt will add character to his role in this world. He is moving with chin up now and with gross attitude. These days he is one of the most succes