Aslam o Alikumđź‘‹ How are you all I hope you are well ,I am also in good health by the grace and grace of Allah Ta'ala Today I am going to be a part of this community @Steem For Pakistan
- The topic on which I am going to share something is the theme:One Picture And One Story Week #49". This contest organized by ma'am @suboohi (78)
I would like to invite:
@memamun
@malikusman1
@yancar
By the way, there are many such situations and events in life.Which a person cannot forget throughout his life.But the incident of a young boy before me is of great importance.I prefer this event more.I would like to share this incident with you all.It was a January evening.A well-dressed young man crossed Davies Road and reached Mall Road.
This young man looked very fashionable with his trim.He was wearing an almond colored overcoat.In the corner of which was stuck an unopened flower of a syrup-colored rose.A green flat hat is placed on the head in a peculiar way.A white cloth was wrapped around his neck.And in his hand he was holding a stick.Which was spinning slowly.It looked like a millionaire at four bucks.From this trick, so much bank was dripping that the legged men were running towards him from a distance.But it doesn't do it with the tip of a stick.As he approached the more glamorous part of Mall Road.His happiness grew.He began to whistle a dance tune from his mouth.
On the way there was a road leading to Lawrence Garden.But at that time, due to the evening fog and cold, the garden was gloomy.He did not turn around and continued towards Charing Road.He took out his handkerchief, which instead of keeping it in his pocket, he had kept it in the bi-sleeve of the court.And gently turned it on the face.That which is frozen should come down.Little children were playing in the garden where it was passing.It sat on the cement table and watched them.A betel nut box was being thrown around the neck of a boy.So the young man called him.
And asked if there is a change of 10.The owner has not replied but will bring it.No, just give it to me.He was sitting on the table and eating paan.A small white cat appeared at his feet and started meowing.He picked up the cat and made him sit next to him.The young man then started patrolling the pea.He must have crossed half the road when a lorry full of bricks took the young man tramping towards McLeod Road.
Both legs of this young man were crushed.He was taken to the hospital.When his clothes were removed.So, first of all, his throat was opened.Later his court was taken down.When the coat was taken off, there was no piece of shirt under the coat.By this time, the young man had also lost his life.
His condition showed that he was hiding his true identity.This showed us how poor the young man was.He was only doing all this to hide his true identity.Poverty exists in our society because there is no humanity.