To barren land and to Abandoned area. My mate, who was always with me, was walking side by side. Laughs were high in the air and lips were constantly uttering something. We were heading to train station. Ummm.... hmmmm, not to spot train nor even to catch train but to take photos and re-live some moments.
I called
It's beautiful. It is abandoned, ruined, destroyed but it is fascinating. It is surviving the day.
On the back side
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We jumped over the wall. It is a little difficult to jump in but it is fun, fine and laughs.
I am looking at the train station. People are around just like dots on the page. A rain is much needed to wash away these layers of dirt.
Seemingly,Every other thing is dull in this smogy winter. I am seeing the dirt, trash and everything. I thought to clean it many times but these thoughts remained thoughts all the time.
This complex, in which we jumped, is uncleaned. It's uncleaned in the manner that no one lives here. Narrating stories of bygone times. It is aging now. It want a best listener to story but in this old age, he is unable to find any listener. Everyone is passer by.
Passerby like us!
Who pay no attention to stories of old heritage and architecture. We just walk by and away. We pay no attention. Litterally....No.
As usual, My mate asked me to take pictures of him. No wonder at all.
The wildnerness, bushes, falling trees, failing leaves and broken bricks. I entered there along with my friend.
This place might have changed it's original status. Let me assume. Please let me assume. Previously, it would be something very useful but now it would be a cozy place for those who consume drugs.
Friendly and charmly, I want to stay and roam here but it is time to move out. We have to go to bazaar to buy some important stuff. Come on Moaz.
Stop, Stop.....Stop!
Moaz, I have to see that..... A damaged car with autumn fell on it.
See you next 💫
All photos are taken by me