Morning Chaos

Made an effort to wake up early today, then a walk. Now there is one bus stop just where the gali from my building emerges to the main road. Every morning this bus-stop is very busy filled with newspapers around. People sorting out bundles of newspaper. Lots of cars, even more the cycles; ready to make the delivery to your door step.

This chaos every morning at this bus-stop makes me to go there, watch people stacking the compilation of words written on a paper. Such a joy of standing there and watch everything.

And then there is a mother dairy shop, the man handles me a full cream milk pouch even before asking me for it. I think he also understands the meaning of thoughtfullness. The joy of happiness.

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