hidden

There is something hidden in her face.The boy around the tree tried to explore the meaning of her face ,it means he wants to know the fact .But the silence made the environment so vivid so he could not dare to stand near him.There was rumor of killing someone dread and he could not guess she was the same girl.It was first of college in bachelor level so he returned from college early than usual times.He slowly walked downs towards the North of the road and approached to the third building,he saw the body there lying and nobody dared to touch him,he took his bicycle and reach to the home.It was year 2058 and it was scenario of Nepal when the maoist revolution going on ,the violence has touched everywhere.

"You know" my mom began to discuss about the accident caused nearby the Mahendra Highway road, she began " the policy of  providing more amount to injured person than dead one in accident in Nepal" is bad and she explained how a truck came back and killed the injured  person on the road to save the amount of paying hospital bills.The hidden things are very dangerous in life and we should raise the voice against it.

He was peeping towards me ,his hidden meaning behind his unexpressive quality made me unable to understand anything what he wanted to mean.After all he was a small child and left on the bed alone.The family members have no time and enjoyed their days around different medias and artificiality they had.I noticed the lady was there lied sick but no one helped.This is also hidden story of a room which never cared in ordinary life.

Somebody knocked there on the table and the dog lied under the table began to shake it's tail and I tried to catch it.There was nothing interesting in the page I turned and I just walked out from it.It's boring time when you have no job,with no money in pocket and feel hunger as pain.For you hunger appears monster and the blamings around it never ends.In fact ,poverty makes one so weak you cannot think about normalcy and carings.You just seek food here and there and the experience of being street children is bitterness of life.I tried to leave the street and stay as a normal child but my  poverty became a hidden meaning for the photographer who took my photo and published in international medias and earned a lot of name and money 

To hide something, to be hidden  are mere property of poor ,the glamour of rich never ends nor the stardom who acts as "poor" gets less social values.