It was made of wood and clamped at ends and joints with bolts and nuts. The old boat was well known on the banks of the overflowing river that which ran on the outskirts of the village..The boat which carried people to their destination across thundering waves and safely transporting them to different shores stood rudderless today and gulped for air , sinking in oblivion.
Passengers still crossed the gigantic river in storms and dark nights, the old boat is now replaced by other sailing vessels.
Nothing stops in this world after one’s departure. Time still moves on and life continues .
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Diary of a mind 