A Cow Dung Pit In My Village!

G Geetha Jayakumar Geetha Jayakumar
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My village full of greenery Very beautiful, independent houses Surrounded by garden of vegetables Nearby are the fields and opposite is the river When I went for strolling, I fell into the cow dung pit Kept for some purpose. After falling what could have happened? I was fully immersed in cow dung and Saw people making a mockery of me. Well, I could have gotten angry too and Would have picked up handfuls And thrown at them. I just made up my mind To be cool and said to myself Whatever I throw at others, In fact, I may repent later It will surely hit me twice. In fact I may not even get time to say sorry. I just felt why to waste the time on stupid things. I just went to the nearby river and Took a deep dive into it and Washed all my thoughts covered with dirt and filth Came out with purity in my thoughts! © 2014 Geetha Jayakumar. All rights Reserved.

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