A story of two post men that my father had told me while I was small:
Two post men come from the east and west side of Nepal every morning. They meet at mid-day and exchange their parcel/packages and then return. Who will bear more pain?
Hint: See the picture.
Going west on sun set: too much photons hitting your eyes. And, vice versa for the east.
Two post men come from the east and west side of Nepal every morning. They meet at mid-day and exchange their parcel/packages and then return. Who will bear more pain?
Hint: See the picture.
Going west on sun set: too much photons hitting your eyes. And, vice versa for the east.
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