Selling life.... How would you feel if you and I were sold in the market?

It pains, it pains to see everything being sold. Things that are free. Things that have to be carefree.


Air to breathe is free but in oxygen mask.

Water to drink is free but packaged.

List can go ever ending. There was a time humans were sold in the market mainly women for pleasure. But today when I see a cattle sold and the calf while drinking milk from her mother which is her natural right is been pulled out for selling away. It hurts, we claim we are here to save the cattle too. What o brains we humans thinketh that we know it all and we are above one and all?


I could not stop imagining myself being sold in the market when i see another life been sold. May sound silly to many, but everytime we put ourselves in the other the pain is clear and loud. 

Compassion or frustration

Change or submission

outcomes that create another wave of insecurity and leads and leaves a vibration that is not a healthy sigh.


pic courtesy google.

Even in historical scripts gifting a cow to a bramin was to ensure he gets a source to manage his family and farm for basic bread and butter. Each home had a cow to gift unto another so its taken care of as a life in all forms. Today why do we still follow such rituals when no one manages such cattle any more and still claims to be a bramin without knowing the bhraman within. Why is a market created here? Why? I dont have answers i only have questions as of now.


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