Where the vehicles never stop running. Where the footsteps of people were as fast as some rabbits galloping on the ground. In one of the busiest cities of the world, lived a poor man named Jeorge Footson. He was not a rich person in reality like other poor people fools the public. He was one of those poor people who don't beg or fool others. He was one of those hardworking people who earn money by work and not by begging. He was just twenty-one years old and when he needed to complete his graduation, his whole family passed away in an accident. He uses to think that he was the unlucky person who didn't die in that accident. But not losing hope, he uses to play a beautiful violin on the streets of the city. He would start his day at 11 in the morning, play beautiful songs on his violin, and sleep nearly at 9 at night. He just took a 1-hour break every day to eat something. He uses to earn 2 dollars (150...