Despair shrouded each and every one of them, they could not resist and could only be resigned to their fate as they toiled on endlessly, working under the scorching hot sun that seemed to drain out every single bit of water from their bodies.
That youth slumped his shoulders as he tried to comfort himself. It was just that such self comfort was illusory.
Cracked lips, callused hands and body drenched in sweat continued being tormented under the sun.
A dilapidated sheepskin water bag was brought to the front of the youth as he raised his gaze and realized that a young man who had been silent all this time had held out a water bag to him. He looked back at that silent young man nervously before whispering a 'thank you' raspily before accepting the water bag and drinking the water in small sips.
