<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581238" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Unfair luck</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dog and I have not much difference, <br>Both of us stand waiting, <br>Not for showers of rain, <br>Or blessings from heaven, <br>But for a piece of Dosa, <br>That the small road-side vendor would throw, <br>The anticipation was would victory be mine or dog’s, <br>If it be dog’s, he would put it on the road and eat, <br>If mine I would give to my kid there on the platform.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everyday this is my routine, <br>My tough war with the brown dog, <br>I have no strength to shoo him away, <br>And grab the bounty thrown by the vendor, <br>I leave my kid on the platform waiting with hunger, <br>If a Dosa change shape or become burnt, <br>Me or the dog is in luck, <br>We wait eagerly looking at the vendor’s hand, <br>There are days when the vendor never has a mishap, <br>When both me and the dog curse our luck.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today might not be so, <br>Praying all the God’s that I know, <br>I was sitting along with the dog, <br>Looking carefully at the vendor’s hands, <br>For a long time there was no luck, <br>Suddenly hearing the screech of the pan, <br>I was assured a burnt dosa, <br>With all concentration I looked at the vendor, <br>The throw was perfect and so was the catch, <br>The dog caught the Dosa, while death caught me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To get that one mouth of burnt Dosa for my kid, <br>I fell before a bus with the Dosa in my hand, <br>Just to see the dog grab it away from me, <br>As the unfair luck smiled at me, <br>Letting me die and my kid hungry and motherless…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Leena+Bose">Leena Bose</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581238" data-title="Unfair luck de Leena Bose" data-description="Dog and I have not much difference, Both of us stand waiting, Not for showers of rain, Or blessings from heaven, But for a piece of Dosa, That the small road-side vendor would throw, The anticipation was would victory be mine or dog’s, If..."></div> </div> </div>

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