A Different Perspective

We all ride in these Rickshaws every day. A thought crossed my mind recently about their lives. Here’s what I have to share with you all:

I look up at the sky as I wipe the sweat off my brow

I count the money earned so far and tuck it safely in the pocket with a tiny hole

My legs hurt a bit after the countless rounds I have taken since morning

I don’t still want to miss passengers that are in equal hurry as I am