I am unable to sleep today....either the night is too long or the unending maze of my thoughts.There is a small child crying for a roti somewhere...and I thought not even once while spending at Macdonalds. That rickshawala was so happy, singing my favourite mukesh number, with a load of 3 people on his feet. And I cant take the burden of a few sheets of paper? Vaakil sahib, you can be as happy as you want to be....this black colour is not to be stuck with coatroom files! Remember the face of that old women who came to you for justice...Hunnn you got the talisman....but when will my heart get justice??????