The story of scooter alley goes back to 2013 when i was alone , confused and lost in my journey of life.
The scooter alley was busy with full of noises, rapid bikes passing through and the shops were on the work mode.. I had various fear of stray dog bites, people staring at me and self confidential issues. I feared the alley in night and early daytime. The times changed but the noises were the same. I grew in life artistically and belief start of self valuation developed, but for me the alley remained the same. I spent my 8 years of creative life beside this scooter alley , returning to my abode with new experience , feeling and new moments of life. When the alley became a part of my own l...