I am Maailee, an outsider.
I have no home, no family..
I wear ragged clothes and beg for my food.
My destiny ends nowhere.
I remember those days when I was a servant
And the day my landlord decided not to keep me.
I had no single rupee.
Losing my hopes and dreams,
I sheltered at a temple,
Covering my body with newspaper.
I slept on the pavement.
Contemplating the endless miseries of life
I made an innocent attempt to end it.
Now, the statues are my only relatives.
They help to gather food for me.
They collect people around me
Who give me something out of pity -
And call me Maailee.
