I have to be honest, now I want us to stop looking around. But, yesterday, when we were in that area, we met the falsay wala man Akbar. He still sells falsas, jamuns and anars etc. He looks very old now. He is still lively. But he looks weak and ill. He was happy to see us all grown up. Now he can't walk a lot because he gets tired, so he stands in the corner and waits for people to come and buy.
An entire life spent with no change. I don't know...it is sad.