The children kept on crying. They wanted their mother. Where was she? She was suppose to provide them everything that they needed. She was to be the shield against the hostilities of the world. But how could she have left them like that? What could be so important?
The children started at their father blankly for an answer.But did he had an answer for them?
Spineless as he was, he looked back helplessly at them
How could he have the answers when he himself didn't strived for one?
As a result, he was as clueless as them.
These walls you've built around you. Don't they suffocate you?
The answer sometimes is YOU. It beckons your action.
It surely is better to do something instead of getting beaten to a pulp, while wondering what went wrong?
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