Old Woman on the street


Dusk.. The light is slowly dimming out.. She is old.. She is dark.. She is bent 90 degrees.. She is letting out some sounds of her mouth  .. She adorns a crumpled saree.. She wears a dark rimmed glasses.. She carries a walking stick..She doesn’t have any teeth.. She is blabbering something.. She is not wearing no shoes, no jewelry . She is not carry a pouch or bag which could carry something..  She trudges along in a very arduous manner.. She is moaning.. She tries to  come inside a watchman’s room along the road.. She looks at the joggers who has come to run on the road.. She is hungry.. She is feeling dizzy.. She is alone.. She is crying for help….


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