Riyadh newspaper
After a long day cleaning, Babu leans on a wall to relax. He takes out a letter from his pocket and reads it carefully. He then cries and the letter falls from his hand. Babu gets up and goes back to work. He carries on cleaning our streets. He is deeply angry at how we behave towards him. He is a man with emotions and feelings, and we remain indifferent to him. He is angry that we do not joke or laugh with him. We hardly speak to him except to say “come here” or “go there.”
Babu is in his 30s. He is a simple street cleaner with a long brush in his hand. His main job is to clean our streets and sidewalks. Every morning, Babu starts cleaning our roads that are littered with soda cans and rubbish. His main goal is noble, to collect enough money to marry the girl of his dreams. She promised him that she would not marry anyone except him regardless of how long he remains abroad working. Babu works day and night, racing against time to realize his dream of marrying and living with his wife. Years pass and he continues working hard to achieve his dream. Then, one day, he decides to return home after working for many long years.
