corn,apples,pomegranate..... An old peculiar voice rushed my ears i peep out of my balcony in the direction it came . And i asked the price of corn and bargain with her to give corn four for ten . As it is done i came down to buy corn . The old lady carrying a big round basket with corn arranged neatly in corner and apples pomegranates occupied in the center of the basket . As i neared the old lady she asked me to lift the basket down . While lifting it from her head i realized how she carrying such weighted basket all alone under the scorching sun . Carefully we landed the basket down . She is nearly age of 70's . As i bought corn and went up rushed to balcony to see her again . Again the voice penetrates the street with same energy. Seeing her and wondering about her hard work . Wrinkles doesn't make her stay home . Instead she start her daily journey from early morning to sell all those fruits by walk . One thing i noticed from her her legs are not trembling instead they are steady . The sweat drenched her glitters like pearls for her hard work . And i was seeing her until her image fades ....
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