There is a girl.
She roams from one place to another place.
She wears dirty clothes.
She is very dark.
She is half-witted.
The girl goes to garbage-store.
She picks some dirty thing up.
She enjoys walking.
She does not fear of anyone.
The girl is always free.
She resides in a drain.
She does not speak to anyone.
She shouts loudly.
Somebody follows her where she goes.
She laughs and smiles over and over again till she gets tired.
No destination for her.
The girl is very short.
She thinks herself to be in paradise.
Pushkar Bisht