... walking in the scorching heat of mid summer with torn shoes in cracks bearing feet he was feeling acute thirstiness ~~~ struggling to cover his deprived stained face with dilapidated wrapper a profound smile spread on his anhydrous lips... ~~~ having the glimpse of the bunches of dense shadowy trees on the bank of a perennial stream ~~~ pushing or just crawling under the shadow of trees he dragged himself nearer to the river ~~~ splashing water drenched quest half closed eyes mortal, aliv, relaxed eternally blessed in the lap of mother nature ... (c) deovrat- 21.04.2018