What is the life going on ... the time is moving ... its estimation is still unknown!
Tired of walking in the dust on the street ... in the streets of the city ... someone knows me ... there!
Some people look at me in the crowd ... unknown! I'm new to their city!
A lot of people ... in the face of smiling face I look differently on my way!
They do not know who the boy?
They do not know what the boy has left behind!
They do not know the family has left the family! They do not know that the 6th year of the tuition has left the Maya Makhan student!
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Even today, he has a morning like everyone else ... but he can not enjoy the full time of the day. Even today, people can not forget the tune-up people like Famili.
They gave the last farewell ... They still have feelings in the poem! He is not going to go to the street ... hand clock is not looking at him! The sitar did not sit for the story and ...
They may have forgotten that boy!
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Maybe the life of a man! The reality is to leave behind the pitching ... to leave all the Maya!
A new unknown unknown city to take refuge!
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!!!! To be cruel ... is to be harsh ... to be hard!
