Keep calm, read with your heart while setting down in a quieter place...!!!



The boy was in rug, he was playing an unique type of music instrument when I saw him in the market. My daughter who was with me at that time, forced me to listen to the boy's music. Sounds were filled with pain, sorrow, humbleness.
"Hey boy!!! you can't stand here, it's not permitted to stand in the middle whereever you dirty people want. Move! move"! A policeman shouted on him. We just approached to him, now he started to collect coins scattered around him given by some kind people.
I could see lots of pain in his eyes while smiling when he saw us. "Excuse me sir, if you approached me to hear music of this ancient flute, I'll play for you there if you don't mind to follow me", He told while pointing his finger to a little empty space nearby on the other side of the road.
I didn't want to...