21 June 2010 - Monday

Some days ago there was a man in a village going to the train station. The train station was too far for that old man. Old man was tired, he did not want to miss his train but he missed his train. It was too late, then one madam told the train driver, stop!stop! I remember one uncle " Rajabhaiya Andhramaj" who lives in a kutti called "Angroville." Angroville was a kutti center where there were flowers blooming and beautiful spiders coming out of the flowers and pretty honeybees and beautiful houses with colour paints. The colour paints were actually poisonous but the people would get flowers from the market and put them on the roofs and fans and can put them on the door on the picture too. They can stick tape and do anything.