Din bhar mein thaka hara sham ko dustbin mein girta hun pehle aisa na tha. raaste mein girte hi tumne kya socha mein so jaata hun nahin meri taklif to suno mujhe kute aur dusre jaanwar aakar noch noch kar khate hain mano mera sharer mera na ho kisi aur ka ho. Mujhe kahin bhi phek diya jaata hain. Ek din hum kachro ne apni khood ki samity banayi aur naara lagaya chalo kachro andolan karo tabhi se kachro ka andolan suru ho gaya.
Ek kachre ne kahan humein dustbin mein kyun nahin pheka jaata aakhir humne aisa kya pap kiya hain hume raaste mein kyun pheka jaata hain jahan hume jaanwar aakar nochte hain. Dusre kachre ne kahan hume door kahin jaakar jameen mein gaarna chaiye taki mrityparant humein shaanti mile par humei kahin bhi phek diya jaata hain.
Is tarah kachro ka samuhik andolan khara ho gaya wo apni awaaz aur buland karenge us din se unka andolan shuru ho gaya. Is tarah se us din ke baad jab bhi unko idhar udhar kahin gira diya jaata wo hawa ke saath kahin bhi khood ko uda kar le jaate, apne pasine ki mehak se pure jagat ko aur badbudaar karte. Is tarah ke bidrohi tevar ko dekhkar kuch samajik karyakarta unke paas aaye aur unse ye jaane ki koshish ki aakhir wo itna badbu kyun phela rahye hain. Tab kachro ke neta ne unhe ye vritant sunaya tabhi se kachro ka andolan suru hua hain dustbin ke liye.
