Finding sweetheart
There is no sign of it in the alley. Since it is not a low value thing and lack of its presence in this narrow and dark alleys is a concern…
There is no sign of it in the alley. Since it is not a low value thing and lack of its presence in this narrow and dark alleys is a concern…
I passed the alley, looking for sweetheart, I reached the market. Market was very crowded. And a strange noise was started. Nevertheless, I cleaved the enthusiastic crowd with my seeker eyes! And I rushed from one side to the other side ... But alas I did not find it! ...
Inevitably, I leaved the marketplace and I went to the street with a seeking heart. Rather, I find my runaway friend. The street was fairly busy and overcrowded. And no results can be explored soon. I eroded several meters of the street’s paving and I ran from the side to the other side, but there was not a sweetheart!
I checked one or two shops and I sought it, but the answer was negative. I followed along the street again.
People were looking for their work with encouragement. Rioting was launched by heavy traffic, and pedestrians were in a pinch. Incessant sound of car horns made me crazy… it was interesting that no one wanted to pay attention to this heartbreaking tune, or care about it!
Looking for my desire, I was staring to one side and the other side and I terrifyingly searched, but to no avail. It was like water that was sunken in the land!
I was so surprised to see the crowded city and finally I was nearly forgetting what motivates me to go to the street. In a few steps away from the hospital, gathering of seven, eight people drew my attention. At first, I thought it is a bus station that is crowded as always. But as I got closer, I realized that's where my sweetheart exists and I was searching it for a long time... from the alley to the market and the market to the street.
I was thrilled like kids, because I reached my favorite after long marches and exploring and now, I could touch it closely in this remote and abandoned town. Yes, my sweetheart was there, in that beautiful yellow room. It was written in a rectangular on the top of its head with beautiful line: Public telephone!! But alas.... I am afraid, I fainted from sorrow until my turn! Because seven or eight people have surrounded it... I should choose this old neighborhood outside the town for living!
I passed the alley, looking for sweetheart, I reached the market. Market was very crowded. And a strange noise was started. Nevertheless, I cleaved the enthusiastic crowd with my seeker eyes! And I rushed from one side to the other side ... But alas I did not find it! ...
Inevitably, I leaved the marketplace and I went to the street with a seeking heart. Rather, I find my runaway friend. The street was fairly busy and overcrowded. And no results can be explored soon. I eroded several meters of the street’s paving and I ran from the side to the other side, but there was not a sweetheart!
I checked one or two shops and I sought it, but the answer was negative. I followed along the street again.
People were looking for their work with encouragement. Rioting was launched by heavy traffic, and pedestrians were in a pinch. Incessant sound of car horns made me crazy… it was interesting that no one wanted to pay attention to this heartbreaking tune, or care about it!
Looking for my desire, I was staring to one side and the other side and I terrifyingly searched, but to no avail. It was like water that was sunken in the land!
I was so surprised to see the crowded city and finally I was nearly forgetting what motivates me to go to the street. In a few steps away from the hospital, gathering of seven, eight people drew my attention. At first, I thought it is a bus station that is crowded as always. But as I got closer, I realized that's where my sweetheart exists and I was searching it for a long time... from the alley to the market and the market to the street.
I was thrilled like kids, because I reached my favorite after long marches and exploring and now, I could touch it closely in this remote and abandoned town. Yes, my sweetheart was there, in that beautiful yellow room. It was written in a rectangular on the top of its head with beautiful line: Public telephone!! But alas.... I am afraid, I fainted from sorrow until my turn! Because seven or eight people have surrounded it... I should choose this old neighborhood outside the town for living!
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