Mayur Sadhu

I was sweating profusely, sweating from head to toe. My nerves were going high; it seemed that they have visited a pub, where the DJ was rocking the dance floor with "Put your hands up in the air".

The sun was on the edge of horizon, the rays diverging from the source of life, with its futile effort still illuminated the sky with streaks of white and orange strokes of light, with clouds giving t