He started preparing for the day.His fearful eyes, those small hands, the pressure to give best made him to think immense.Before the sunrise he wakes up in the morning, reminds everything what he has to tell.Now he started dressing up just like a gentleman. The needle of watch directed him to the way not what he had chosen but what decided by his fate.The destination has arrived,everything stabilize. Everyone their surprised by the words,”What do you like to have sir;tea or coffee?”,that the small gentleman gracefully convey.
-Purva
- P.S.-Life is not what we have choosen,its what it has decided for us.
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