In my neighbourhood an old man in tattered clothes driving a dilapidated truck is the one who comes daily to collect the garbage. Know what, he wishes me and smiles too, and does his job well. Sad that BBMP does not equip them with modern hygienic tools.

Have you pondered as how it would be to live in his shoes?
My creative schizophrenia continues as “I am a garbage collector” now.
(#219)