What an insignificant, low life they have !
Asif was referring to the little yellow flowers that grew on the roadside. He often wondered why these flowers grew. Why they bloomed, why they stared at all the people that pass by the roadside. The flowers never did anything productive in their lifetime, they just bloom and then fade away one day.
Abbu understood the turmoil in Asif's mind. Only he knew that the flowers bloom irrespective of the weather conditions, and that they smile and pass on their fragrance to the people who pass by the roadside.
Asif was referring to the little yellow flowers that grew on the roadside. He often wondered why these flowers grew. Why they bloomed, why they stared at all the people that pass by the roadside. The flowers never did anything productive in their lifetime, they just bloom and then fade away one day.
Abbu understood the turmoil in Asif's mind. Only he knew that the flowers bloom irrespective of the weather conditions, and that they smile and pass on their fragrance to the people who pass by the roadside.
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