A busy road to stop. From this end of the road to that head as far as the eye can see, there are rows and rows. The buses each have different colors. Not only color but also different names. Development, Moumita, Address, How many more options. The colorful buses have been stuck in traffic jams for a long time, as if for eternity. The pile of lifeless, tired, devastated people inside their stomachs is waiting forever to leave the jam. Of these, the golden flower on the other side of the road brings a contrast to the scene. In the midst of this unbearable heat, the heavenly aura is spreading tirelessly around the flowers. How many stories happen to Paul with so much noise. Already a girl or a woman. The exact age cannot be understood by covering the burqa with open eyes. The girl sitting in the blue corner is holding the highest phone set in the current market, a white button phone. After a while, he looks at the screen of the phone. A whisper ultra clean sanitary napkin piled in a carton on a red wrap in front that fails to attract the attention of this huge stream of people even after a ‘buy one free one’ paper satter.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 ........ 67 and many more 67 people passed but the sale of the girl did not change much. The thoughts of these tiny, innumerable people evaporate into the air. It doesn't matter to the girl. Suddenly, a middle-aged woman is holding the hand of a boy who has just left her childhood. The haste to leave the place with the same disinterest as the interest in coming to see is clearly seen in the woman.
Time increases. People lead. People decrease. The girl's sales do not change. He kept thinking about half a kilo of milk vita for his sick father, medicine for his mother's blood pressure, arrears of his brother's school salary and a list of other expenses ...
The girl looks into his eyes. Eyes stimulating human curiosity. Hateful eyes. Bad girl's pointing eyes, etc. All the eyes of the girl are read. Well, the world is full of selfishness. But he is not selfish. If you don't think about family, how easy it is to avoid so many different aspects of your eyes. The girl looks at him with interest. Even if by mistake any eye is found that loves to think against the current!
1990.772 SRY