vijay gupta (5-5-1950 / meerut, india)
A jungle boy, called snake charmer, was in his full swing.
It was the crossing in a village.
Snakes were dancing on the tune of his flute.
Children were clapping and enjoying.
These scenes were common in Indian society before 30 yrs ago.
Now the time has changed.
Computer & video games has taken place of snake games & snake charmer’s flute.
It is the time, which decides the fate of any thing.
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