I am thinking about my city after 300 years I am thinking about my city after 300 years

The story is about the soldier's bullet. The story is about the soldier's bullet.

She walked up slowly to the room's gate and came back to them. She walked up slowly to the room's gate and came back to them.

The sky is now red, a deep vermilion with anger filled in it. The sky is now red, a deep vermilion with anger filled in it.

The rural parts of India still lack basic transport while the government introduces bullet trains in... The rural parts of India still lack basic transport while the government introdu...

Enjoy the read... quite interesting... Enjoy the read... quite interesting...