Life is all about struggle and survival  We never know what will happen next Everyone goes about his/her daily businesses  It turns around so quickly That’s why life is a subtly drizzle  With strong wind or a friendly breeze; Hard rain and a little drizzle, Flaring rays of the sun or cool moonlight. All fingers are not equal  We come, We go,  We toil, We arrived, And we vacate from the world. In this limited time, we live, Amidst Birth and Death. __________________________________________ The above poem depicts human life struggles, survival, and interaction, in the quest for daily needs. Life itself, isn't on bed of roses. It's full of ups and downs.  The concept of social stratification has indeed corroborated the claim that all fingers aren't equal, which is dependent on people's socio-economic status, hence defining their lives and overall existence. Human daily needs are met through interaction. No man can live in isolation. The quality of ...