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Roof meant everything, windows and doors were out of discussion, Luxury lost its meaning, basic need was the home, To live was the motive, when living the time had tore apart everything Because Roof meant everything, I know how it means to be homeless! Numb was my heart to succumb the back stabs Deaf was my ears to hear the untold Dumb was my tongue to utter any of the words back Because I know the pain of being homeless! Never thanked enough for floor that I slept Never blessed enough for the help that I received Never felt eating food was so hard & digesting words were so tough Because I was homeless that time, I know how it feels to be so! Strong was my will to face the odd, strongest was my mind, The hour of need was my emotion and balancing it was a mission Situation it was, to learn the surrounding, to understand the human because I was homeless, a roof meant everything that time! Sympathy was I hated, Empathy was what I needed c

You know my existence - the external ME! Fitting into my shoes may show how worn out they are! Yes, I traveled through much distance much distance! with a baggage of disappointments! People cheated, few misused my abilities and few discouraged, That didn't stop me travel through! Faced toughest of the situations, the problems never ending. Problems find the path to those who face them, and I was graceful to receive, They polished me, taught the lessons and made me what I am. But, I am still mundane in my routine and the daily chores! My true powers are still under ashes! But I will raise, yes, I will raise like a phoenix combating all the barriers , breaking all the stereotypes to reach the new heights, giving damn to the naysayers, pushing all the odds, through all the circumstances I will raise..Starting the crawl today, crawling through the corridor in a week, standing on my own by an year or more, walking through the rough path for a while, all left at the e