He clasped the object as if his whole life depended on it. The breathing was heavy, the heart pumping blood with huge thumps and his eyes bulging and confused. He was sitting at his usual spot near the wall-side of the street dustbin, with his legs folded up to his chin and watching the object intently. He did not understand the change the object brought into his life.
As thoughts flashed away in front of his eyes,
As thoughts flashed away in front of his eyes,