LOVE
monotony is something
I may write to explain
it shall go on extending
its tentacles
I was at 3rd standard
Dad generally asked
do not forget your chappal
its too too hot
temperature touches 49 degree Celsius even before 3 O' clock at my village
I forgot
and
the sand was that hot
like hot pan
I tried a trick
house was a little farther
I went on to piss a little
then hop
thus I reached a place
where
it was less hot
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