I was in a beautiful garden before I woke up. I was among a crowd of happy flowers. They were very friendly and beautiful. They do not have a burning desire for tomorrow. They do not have hatred of yesterday. They do not fight over bills and waste their lives doing stupid things. They are growing in different places and they appear different but they do not know what racism is. They never fight; they are far from wars and discrimination. They sing the happy songs together, they dance the peaceful dances together. I was so happy with them. It was absolute peace to be staying with them. They were warmingly kind to me. They heartedly welcomed me so, I sang their happy songs and I danced their peaceful dances. I looked around to see if there was any humanity in them, but I failed to see any. I could see no human traits in them. They are totally different from humans.

Before my contentment reached my heart I was pulled back into my own world by a cry of a human. I lost my flowery world at once. I sat up and looked around but I saw nothing like the flowers of that flowery garden. I was in the middle of a big crowd of people. All of them were my race but they said nothing to me, they did not welcome me either. Of course they did not smile warmly as those flowers did. They did not even look at me once. They looked very busy. I was on a pavement where numerous people were passing me by but no one ever said one word to me. The only person who patted my