"Strolling On The Road"

 

Today traffic was higher than usual, maybe it was the reason that today was Saturday, the weekend is very busy. It was a summer night, the people left their homes and were enjoying the night by the outing, though these days were not so hot, because it was the end of the summer season, winter was waiting for its turn. On both sides of the road, there were colorful shops, delicious restaurants, and hospitals. There was a lot of hustle and bustle on the road. He was strolling on the road without any purpose. He was getting bored alone at home so he left home. Now he was feeling good, enjoying seeing a hustle on the road.

 

Many vendors were selling their goods alongside the road. Some hawkers wandering here and there to sell their goods. A few beggars were begging to the people who were strolling and sitting in their vehicles. A few of them went into the shops and begged the shopkeepers. A couple of them begged from him, he refused them as gesturing with his hand. At a little distance, a huge crowd was standing in a circle, in the center, two people quarreling with each other. Some of them tried to apart both quarreling men but they didn't and kept continuing their fight. Some youngsters were playing jokes on them and laughing aloud. Next from it in a little distance, there was a mosque; the voice of Azan was coming. A few people who were watching the fight went into the mosque.  He kept continuing his strolling. After that, he saw garbage alongside the road; a couple of dogs were sitting on it. He covered his nose with his arm to prevent the bad smell. He passed speedily from there. Suddenly, two bike riders came in over speed behind him and crossed him badly. He got scared and left the road speedily. Two of them giggle noisily.

Then he began to walk carefully. There was a tree, totally bare and dry. It was not autumn but the tree had been totally dry. Not a single leave on it. The other trees were there too but they all were green, covered with leaves and branches. Nobody knew why this tree was autumnally dried. To see from distance it seemed like a witch in the darkness. The witch who has a lot of arms and scatter hair.  He stopped to take a snap of the tree. He didn't know why his heart said to him to take a snap of the tree.

 

He started again his stroll, at the roundabout, he began to cross it, the vehicles were stopped because the signal was red. Suddenly a car broke the signal and tried to cross speedily, hit him badly, and ran. He dropped at the center of the road with wounds. Soon a crowd gathered there.