Human Being -Just Like you

Burning heart Two worlds collide, rival nations It's a primitive clash, venting years of frustrations Bravely we hope against all hope, there is so much at stake Seems our freedom's up against the ropes Does the crowd understand? Is it a East vs. West, or man against man Can any nation stand alone? In the burning heart, just about to burst There's a quest for answers, an unquenchable thirst In the darkest night, rising like a spire In the burning heart, the unmistakable fire, in the burning heart In the warrior's code, there's no surrender Though his body says stop, his spirit cries never Deep in our soul a quiet ember Knows it's you against you the paradox that drives us on It's a battle of wills, in the heat of attack It's the passion that kills The victory is yours alone In the burning heart, just about to burst There's a quest for answers, an unquenchable thirst In the darkest night, rising like a spire In the burni

Dharavi is a cauldron bubbling with enterprise, with a never-say-die attitude. With spirit and spunk ” I have been in exile for quite a long time. One day I suddenly watched amazing blog of my friend Jimmy Jay @ http://personalstreet.blogspot.in/ and thought I should also pen down something.  Recently I brought the fourth book written by “Rashmi Bansal” (https://twitter.com/rashmibansal )Poor Little Rich Slum. I ordered the book along with biography of Fauja Singh at dirt cheap price. But that was it. They were lying in one corner when one day I just picked Poor Little Rich Slum and flipped the pages. My inspiration to buy this came when I visited Bombay in year 2010 for a bakchodi aka presentation contest. Once we landed at the airport and were driving towards the destination I saw a huge rather mammoth slum and thought wow!! These guys have serious balls if they can stay in this mess. Smile on their face made me confused.   Time filed by and the in year 2012 I w