Hey! All of you my name is Brick. My past is much enjoying and free out of any strength.But when i think about my future i became worried.My past is amazing. I am the part of SINDH River Mud.I am enjoying my life with freedom.I saw every Living Thing in the River.This River is Situated In the Pakistan.People came there to enjoy their Holly days and i enjoyed more than them.But our Forefathers said That, "Every Thing In This World Face Troubles." But I can't Believe On their These Old Fashion Opinion.But They Told the truth.
One day some persons came there with a Truck. They load the River Mud for their Purpose.And Now my bad luck started.After a long journey they unloaded the truck on a Kiln.Then i came to know that they took us their to baking Bricks.I can't able to face the fire But its my bad luck and i should bear it in every way.I cried but no one care me.They turned my small particles into a solid form like a brick.But this time i am like a child who not know what should done with him next moment.After a few days Latter they took us near the Furnace.
Now another trial period begun.They bake me in the kiln. I cried For long time but no one hear me.Then they take out us and load on another Truck.And came in city(Multan).They fitted me in a Wall.I thought that now i am quiet here but no one can know the future.The wall fell down one day due to storm and i broke into two Pieces. My owner Sold me to a person and now i am at the stock of old things and waiting for my death.
