“Hey please slow down, I am unable to walk as fast as you…” He stopped on hearing a voice turned back in the direction of the voice to find the person behind it. Shyam walked up a narrow lane, the lane ahead of him split into three. He looked around to find the voice, he saw on the left a home being built, it was lacked roof trusses and framed windows, on the right a hilly path paved originally by footsteps then laid over by concrete rolled ahead, he had cradled in his arms an infant no older than 10 months, the child was slim, yet had plump cheeks and light grey hair.