Even here, in the name of evening, the evening does not come in the hurricane coupe, the birds do not return home by chirping, the red light of the evening does not stay awake.
The mother did not say that she should bring the dry patti by the river, or that if she did not light a bottle of kerosene lamp from the house next door, it would be bad for the house. The fishermen do not leave their throats and sing loudly.
The yard is not filled with the tune of children's reading. They do not sit down and eat hot rice. Here too, in the name of evening, there are no shy girls, a group of girls with red lips and mouths, playing hawks, the evening comes here under the dim light, the night is only according to the worldly rules.