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Diamonds alongside the road

When I was a child, me and my mom, we used to go for post-prandial walk after our dinner. We never talked much during walk so one of the things I always enjoyed was to play with one of the street dogs.

I always liked the cold breeze touching my shoulders. In that dark environment, every time a vehicle passed by, plastic things like carry bags, broken plastic things, those used to shine light.

And me being small, I used to think that those shining things are diamonds, so I used to go close and try to pick it up 🙈 and then used to realize that its not diamonds.

My curiosity still was there, every day a motorcycle passed by, those things light up and I again used to think that those are diamonds. Hahahah…

Somehow my mind never understood that those are not diamonds but broken plastic things.

Crazy days …

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