I never in my life thought that people aged between 80 or 85 ould walk through the hills and meadows and paths passing through forests for nearly 15 kms daily
Month: August 2013
A POIGNANT STORY OF AN OLD MAN
He was sitting in the corner of an open place where the local municipality had provided with seats for people to sit and breath fresh air. The open ground was
You Too Brutus, then fall Ceasar
Recently our City fathers felt that the roads in my city are narrow and hence they should be widened so as to allow free movement of traffic in our growing/developing