Who r we???

Once upon a time, two little brothers were fighting at a beach...

1st bro - i made a home with sand u broke it and made ur own??? 2nd bro - no this is my home only, it never belonged to u...

both argued and 1st bro broke the partial sand made home to bring back his own home back...

2nd bro objected and both had a fight n got injured badly... blood was all over....

the mother came with tears in her eyes and said u r brothers u belong to each other, then why r u fighting...?

they played a blame game... none of them compromised... and suddenly a flood came and washed away the sculpture of there homes.... I think this is gonna happen to us also... think about Ayodhya Sri Ram Mandir and Kashmir ...issue...

think who r we....? and what are we doing with our home our country...???

How many people died and how many lost there homes....


by Pooja Agarwal on Thursday, September 30, 2010 at 6:14pm



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