It showed up as though the sun was dashing with the train. The standing harvests and the green scene were very cooling for the eyes. The human factor conferred genuine appeal to the scene. The town ladies conveying pitchers of water on their heads, the shepherd driving the cows home, the locals trudging their drained way; the kids waving their hands, the ranchers getting a charge out of puffs of hukka, hastily went before my evima. All these made me incredibly aware of life.
The sundown dropped a drape on the scene. As the train ran tough track, the brilliant circle (sun) shrouded his face behind the chain of mountains. The town Moizzin was requiring the night petition. The fowls were quiet. Before long the powers of obscurity secured the scene. The train driver put on the light. At that point followed area of the Radiant Queen of the night (the moon). The resigning sun gave over the mallet to the moon.
I remembered to bow my head to God that ascents and sets the sun and the moon. All living and non-living ask Him.
The sundown dropped a drape on the scene. As the train ran tough track, the brilliant circle (sun) shrouded his face behind the chain of mountains. The town Moizzin was requiring the night petition. The fowls were quiet. Before long the powers of obscurity secured the scene. The train driver put on the light. At that point followed area of the Radiant Queen of the night (the moon). The resigning sun gave over the mallet to the moon.