_*That Long ATM Queue*_
*Waiting there for hours,* *Watching every beautiful cars and houris,* *Can even get water or any thing made from flours,* *Telling my emptied belly no penny or cowries,* *People at the front line were with many cards,* *Even the late comers used that simple chance,* *l Asked myself: ''when will I leave here,''* *After all l can't sleep there,* *I am praying that there shouldn't be any interruption,* *Looking People like this is the beginning of corruption,* *I waited till I felt the pain,* *Telling God that my staying here will not be in vain,* *At last it got to my turn,* *Waiting for one brat to shunt,* *I pressed my pin 1,23...,* *Praise the Lord at last l am free,* *l Waited for the machine to tell me that my transaction is on process,* *Yeah it is time to pay my dues and fill that emptied stomach or what else.* *© AlphaWizzy*
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