On the busy streets of the city , Aakansha drove with her past , straining in her heart . The traffic was moving slowly , the beep of black and yellow taxi's were genrating an orchestral music in her ears as they trespass her. The local buses seemed to be giants stepping slowly on the grey cemented road .The two wheeler's seemed to be firer flies speeding in the still roads .To make the condition worse the beggars were hitting on the windows of Aakansha's car . As she tried to waive them away , her eyessighted the age