“Tears rolls by as a women passed by a busy road in Lalitpur”
Roadside Cry
We truly don’t see air pollutions looming around us, breathing life out of us, and turning us into our lungs into a pale mass of flesh.
We feel air pollution, we feel it in our eyes, ears, skin and inside of us.
How it kills us slowly, day by day, from inside of our organs.
I saw this women who passed by a busy road of Lalitpur itching her eyes as many vehicles passed by her.
She might not realize that the cause of what she felt in her eyes was the big “air pollution” but she can’t do much about it and just passes by.
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