today.

today.
a man/boy fell on electric wires and died. he was working on our neighbor's building.



i read and morality looked more horrid by the hours. it was funny now the sound of his death sounded like a crow's. every now and then a crow sits on an electric wire and dies. i thought of boro fupa and relatives and friends we have lost before him. i thought of the boy-- his family, his mother. i didn't know those people but i could tell all those people died along with him. maybe he was alone. maybe not. and if not a newer set of sufferings and toil have already taken place in the lives of his near ones. i hope he gets peace after all.










he didn't die. he is just suffering alot. my sister just told me.