Uttran..........

They threw it out
Marking it of no use
She picked it up
Considering a gift of almighty

For them who have a lot to spend, they dream and desire
But for those who have nothing to spend
They just dream
Their desire gets fulfilled from the UTTRAN of former

Truth.......

His tender hands gave  an inlink.

He needed help.

The tiny flickering eyes

Intuited me of his innocence.

Quite unaware about the fact,

I rouse my helping hand,

And said, I am with you.

Unexpectedly my legs fumbled,

And I was pushed into hell.

Being pleaded by the masquerades,

Somehow I survived;

But my modesty was ceased.

This forced me to believe

That truth is insane.........