A Busy Street:
I am once again in that street where I first saw you. It is one of the busiest places in the whole city. I remember the smile on your beautiful lips. Even today the slight trembling of your lower lip tickles my entire self. I remember you were strolling in the street, which was looking narrow and so small because of heavy rush of traffic and large number of people, who were passing through it. The street is in the center of the city, and you were the center of my attention.



