Saturday, 21 July

Time : 9:45 P.M.

Dear diary,

It's me again. As per usual had to wake up to a groaning stomach, still haven't eaten anything from the past 2 days as I'm giving my share of food which is merge to baba. Baba has has been ill for a very long time and I'm picking rag daily so that I can sell them and at least BRING home some money or food so that I can feed baba and try buying medication for him. I don't want to BEG on the roadside for food or money, I want to work hard for whatever I earn whether it be a cent or a dollar. Daily I SEE kids going to school with their backpacks along with their mother I wish I was ONE of them living a good life and to get educated but I certainly know that I won't be able to educated or a good life. I can write few things in the native language, I compose few poems and I get them written by this lady who is kind enough to HELP me. She offered help a lot of times but I could not take it but today I had to because babas condition was going worse and she kindly helped and I hope baba will be okay.

AJ (Rag-picker)