Dhruv's Vision for Street Dogs...
It's a bit tough to write. It's tough to say. It's tough to express. It's tough to feel. The world moves fast, and we try to keep up. The race never ends, and nobody ever wins. But how do we even begin to think about these things? How does anyone care when no one's around to see? Sometimes we're so lost in our own world that we don't see what needs attention. We follow the same pattern: wake up, get ready, go to work, exhaust yourself, get back home, watch something until your eyes close. The next day, the pattern continues. But how are we really living? Alone? With family? With so-called friends? Work friends? Late-night chatting friends? Or just ourselves? Someone out there struggles for a better life. Someone just exists. Someone wants to end it all. But we never really care about what's around us; we just forget. Every day, when Dhruv follows his routine, while walking towards work he sees few street dogs and wonders about their lives. He learns a lo
