Round the corner..

Round the corner of that next block ... I used to see him when he was young and energetic.. when he would playfully toss a tomato asking me to catch.. and years down the line when i crossed that lane again, I saw him sitting, legs tired of his body weight and eyes waiting for his first sell.. coz now selling didn’t come as easy as it was then.. Now people preferred the luxury of home delivery over a stroll round the corner to be assured of what they bought.