Likes the harshness of sunlight. Walk through the sun. You have to go to work by bus. Different passengers are getting off at different stops. Two sidewalk shops are opening and closing in the market. The city is just waking up. The historic house number 32 is still standing. Sounds of vehicles instead of gunshots.
Green trees are standing by the lake. The noise of birds is clear even from such a distance. A beggar of five rupees goes through the wealth of crores of rupees. Wearing tattered clothes mocks the luxury of the rich. Time moves seriously with me. Eden's student next door is great as a companion. The new feeling of the heart is like opening the door of heaven.
