Waking up early to get the mid century
We jogged the dark hall of the streets of Uzan Bazaar ,
least people were present to uplift their immunity
and rest the world was slumbering.....

The wind was drawing a thin line ,
to half- dressed the saplings
leaving the golden leaves to
levitate meditatively to the ground .
Chirping of the migrated birds on midst foggy morning ;
was creating an atmosphere of serenity
and there,the ,
December foggy morning was tempting upon us....
Leading the fish market behind
we jogged until we reached the hill top , Belly View

On our return ,
the world was much awaken and ;
the profit and loss for the day had already been started....
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