Arun Lakshmanan
Friday, 25 January 2019
The green fields
The work is hard and gets harder as Sun climbs; but her lunch is set amidst blowing rice fields, her thirst is quenched amidst rain splinters, and her day ends when the crimson sun in eve sky bids goodbye to dark clouds.
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