Need I go anywhere else!

Always advocated that this is my country, my people.
This is where I belong ... belong the most.

Prying eyes shatter all that .... you don't have to be an outsider, a foreigner.. to feel the sense of not belonging.

Look across the road, does that couple really care?Does the rich man in his car look at you or anyone else for that matter. Are you not just a money source for the rickshaw guy.
You could cry a river and no one would bat an eyelid, roar with laughter and yet continue to see only tired eyes and broken bodies around.

Nobody draws anything from you, nobody gives you anything.

Its then .. that nothing comes to your mind, no home, no friends, no lover,no memories ... nothing .. it just takes a moment to realise what you were so strongly conditioned to believe against.

You realise that the depth of distance between you and me stretches to eternity.

You realise that you are alone ... alone against the millions of others like you.
Searching..