The traffic under the over bridge seemed liked a never ending sequel of punishment. Horns, beeps, cries, squalls, sneezes,coughs,yells all mixed up with the smoky air gave the city life it’s identity.
Drops of irritation settled near the curled corners of the hair started to dribble down making the jam much more pathetic.Disgusted Ananya looked out of the window to find them sitting there at the same spot as all other previous days and all other previous years, patiently seeking a penny.
Frowning lines on her forehead slowly vanished away, patting her on the back and whispering near her pearl studded ears “ you may not reach on time but at least life is fair enough to gift you with a home to reach”
