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Look Through the Window

This is one of my favorite view. I often stand beside this window – I can see a lake, a canal taking the dumped water of the city to somewhere, a rail line, passing train, hurrying people, running vehicle, burning sun; even sometimes the gloomy moon!

Often I count the number of compartments of a train, sometimes try to realize how a day dissolve into night, try to figure out how many windows I can count – it’s endless.

Sometimes I think about how many people live in this city. I don’t know the number but I know everyone of them keep an individual world around them. It’s different from each other. It has joy, sorrow, complexity in their own way.

Few more pictures here.

By Nazimuddaula

In love with the idea of love

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