“Brother”, he called me
Dusk was approaching. I took a pensive walk along the streets. I was oblivious of the rowdy and congested traffic. The teeming crowd in its hustle and bustle did not exist except as a myriad of ants busy in their serene silence of food gathering. “Brother”, I heard a call behind me. It awakened me f...
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2025
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