The sky was painted orange and the sun was ready to sink into the horizon, the birds were flying back to their nests just like the people, who were anxiously moving on the road to go back home after the day's work as if they were fighting a battle with the world each day and each evening they get a break from it, a chance to relax and to consol oneself that they are still alive somewhere within. There was a gentle coolness in the breeze for the one doing some activity, however it was quite freezing for the lazy. The City park becomes a happening place during such evenings, with middle aged women engrossed in their gossip while their children play around, senior citizens criticizing the politicians and the government , fitness freaks doing their sets and jogging on the track around along with the aunties and uncles who walk to lose their weight due to peer pressure, teen boys playing some sport and girls busy taking selfies. The atmosphere becomes alive as so many stories o...