by Hasin Hayder


winter comes, and winter goes

people passes by, people travels, they don’t stop – even if there is no seat in the cabin, they don’t stop. found this train passing by in a winter morning, cold cold winter morning when these people are sitting on the ledge risking their life.

but that’s how life runs, aint it? thats how the busy husband sees meets his beautiful wife from one place to another, thats how the son comes back to his father…