...the night was at it's height of youthfulness, in the village selected area stood the illuminated brighter than the brightest sunny day the haveli of avadalqayum, , some distance away the women folk gathered singing the traditional songs for the occasion, a famous local singer was the main star, , the night was beautiful and he walked out of his camp, taking small steps thinking of the sudden resent changes that had forced him to think again about his life, it was absolutely unpredictable life would change direction
He had gone looking for his own identity, to look for his own potential, he hadn't planned any stoppage at this point, he had yet to merge himself into the complexion of the soil, but nature never allows anyone to control their life, destinies that are written above can't be handled by the earthlings
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