That Damned Photograph
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Thinking! Thinking! As I ponder into an unknown realm, I am not sure which realm. I close my eyes, I see nothing. The nothingness makes me empty. I don't know what I am here for, the stress from the confusion is excruciating. The rapid sense of trance that is generated makes me wonder - if anyone feels how I do. I close my eyes I see that incident right in front of me. These are kids for God’s sake, and eating from a pile of dumped garbage ... I am not sure what menial value these kids have on this face of the earth. They are our future and they lead, nothing better than the life of a cur. Yet we close our eyes. Well, I don't know about others but I do it, and I damn well admit that I do, and go my way. I feel so helpless and now, it is regret, for having just snapped that photo and going ahead? I don't blame others, how can others change if I don't. If only, that day, instead of just snapping, I would have done