The Plight Of a Friend

" Hello, My name is Chiku .I am from a community called Donkey's by Humans. I used to live with my master . Though he used to beat me , but he was a good person . He used to offer me food twice a day. My other friends complain that there masters gave them food once a day . I used to think i am in Heaven .But one day my Master thrashed me out of his house. I requested him a lot , prayed him but he didn't listened . Now i am all alone , nobody talks me . I even dont have a place to live, no food to eat . Maybe it was my fault, otherwise my master would not have left me like this . I pray for him to be in good health always. Maybe i will find a new master ".

A world where people don't care for each other where people are afraid of love , and hate prevails in there heart , where hate is spreading like wildfire, this little friend of mine still believes to find someone to hear his plight. I pray to god that someday before his last day let his dream come true to meet somebody cute , honest humble like Him............................

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