Standing On A Crowed Street Poem by TADASHA TRIPATHY

Standing on a crowded street
When I look around
Find many people roaming here and there
But nobody cares me.

All are running towards there destination
Someone with 'toyota' someone with rickshaw
Someone one with bicycle someone walking
Many with there family many are alone
But nobody cares about the relation.

Exact thing happens in our life
Every body run towards destination
Holding the hands of family.