The sun was descending rapidly as the evening was fading away.
An old grave of a Muslim pir on the fort
The “Bhagwa” flutters proudly over the horizon.
Divided!!! All my friends explore the fort in their own way
They stand against the setting sun triumphed of their achievement
A little victory cry that won them the battle
A little more celebration!
Now with so much celebration, they wonder what to do before they give me this
Mean! Very mean!
The team against the setting sun