The Gate
- Imagine never having to lock me up.
The Door
- I do not know colour. I do not know creed. I am hinged on opening to knocks of understanding.
The Room
- My size is measured by the warmth of hearts. Sometimes I look much bigger in homes for the old.
The Roof
- Even today, for innumerable poor people in the world, I am just stars in the sky.
The Wall
- I am the bulwark of life, the canvas of joys.
The Window
-Many visions of empowerment await reality in my frame.
The Floor
-I like that part of me best, which resounds with the footfalls of healthy children.
The Kitchen
-I wish my fire could feed the last child on the street.
The Steps
-I believe that to reach up, we must put our foot down strongly at places.
The Courtyard
-Along with all the chit-chat, I hope I will always hear the chitter-chatter of birds too.
The Balcony
-I love the sights that I see from here, especially the little school beyond the pond.
The Fence
-I wish I had not grown. From a hedge against the elements to barbed wires dividing nations.
Words which I have read again and again. Wise, encouraging and hopeful. Simply put, a brilliant piece of work.
Where? On the 2009 calendar on my desk.
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