GloMag GloMagMarch2019 - Page 291

SAHIB Sahib!! Can you hear me? I need to tell you the saga of my journey. I'm from a distant village of your urban map. Where the rays of life can't cross the gap. Crossing the thorns have touched your roads, smooth and fine. Which are made of my blood ,still not mine! Sahib ! Can you hear me ? Your lenses are capturing my cracked feet & broken knee. 291