A Pink Building Block
I am deep cleaning my home because Diwali is almost here. Although I might not live anywhere near my homeland, my homeland continues to live here through me. While I have nearly finished cleaning the kitchen, I have also found a pink building block in the far corner of the bottom of the stovetop. My hand reached for this little pink building block and everything had to come to a standstill for it. A million questions arise in my silly little head. This Pink Building block Does it belong to a girl because it is pink Or a boy who was born in a household where he was allowed to like pink Or did it not make a difference if it was pink? Did the child know how to say the word pink Or has he had to learn it yet? Did he try to reach for it when it fell and had to be stopped Was he sad when he lost it? Or he simply thought, "Oh! the fairies took it because they liked it!" Did he wonder for months about its whereabouts Or forgot in a day because he had many blocks in his t...