On Hauwa's ways to Burda's market, she met a gloomy crazy lady under the tree where she lament on top of her voice : hnmmmmm our society is so dirty, that even the innocent mind is corrupt no longer safe. every kindness is clouded with its ulterior motive, when a man help a lady with a ride the next is when will I see her you on bed.
it's a pity no one can help without getting something; where should transformation starts from? there is no sincerity anywhere even those that have it all.
Hauwa didn't know what to say to calm this young woman down, it seems her ever sharp mouth is tongue tied . Every word from this lady comes along with tears. All she said reminds her of her own trouble, because it brings back sad memories of wails in her mind and she joined her in tears.
Hauwa has totally forgotten where she was going not until the rain started even though the sun was scourching. she and the lady scamper for a shade............................................
No comments:
Post a Comment