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One Winter Morning At the Village Road

In the cold winter morning the village road was quiet. Rickshaw puller Tolmu was then fast sleeping on the grass at the roadside behind his rickshaw drunk from the country liquor vendor Some goats grazing near him. Cattle grazing stuble at the roadside paddy fields and some standing lazy bearing the cold. At about nine when the sun shone dispelling the cold, people started going on the road, groups of students going on foot to schools Tolmu was still sleeping enjoying the warm sun light. Yet non wondered,what happened to him for they saw such a sight there frequently. But his neighbor Fatima laughed imperceptibly in the passing auto rickshaw seeing him. After sometime he waked up and soon remembered- He was to deliver four bushels of paddy from the tenant farmer to the landlord before the latter's going to office. But the time was late .

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Date: 6/29/2019 2:22:00 AM
He'd have frozen to death without that liquor in him. Good read.
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Date: 3/9/2019 3:20:00 PM
Pleasantly descriptive...together with a projection of tranquil peace, Akham. // paul
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Date: 3/8/2019 3:42:00 PM
I can picture the scene you painted in your poem..you right..not so unusual for a passer by.
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