One Morning sitting near the window side I waited for some light. Not any light could I see Not a bird flew, No trees around, all black What happened, wondered I...
For a long time I sat there As if I had nothing to worry and nothing to care I tried putting my head outside the window And looked up to get some light Still I didn't get any light Nor could I see a flying kite.
Then a thought crossed my mind Why can't I see light of any kind ? I remembered I am not a man of normal kind Infact I was a man who was completely blind.
