Shruti Speak's

I never gave thought on how drastically people are changing. The only way I can see humanity being defined is CART FULL OF HUSK ­­­­ – dry, emotionless, and ignite into blazes by spark of information which can be fully or partially true or by one which has nothing to do with the truth. Last night’s event shook me from within. “Who bought her here?”-Shouted a women shrieking voice, enough to make people near-by go deaf. Pitch high enough to give complex to an Opera singer. “I am here to attend my best friend’s marriage. She invited me.” Said the girl in low defensive voice. By now, people gathered around the two. “Don’t you understand my daughter invited you out of courtesy? You yourself should not have come here. You have Lung Cancer and it is highly communicable, especially for those who breathe in same air.” I saw people covering their nose and stepping back muttering among themselves that how insensitive and careless she is towards other member of society. My glance fle