Once when I was all free to do anything I could, I wanted to grow, go and be more free never knowing I was tugging at more and more bars upon myself that now I want to go back to my liitle feets and regrow out of this dungeon..
A thirty minute stop on the way gave me enough time to sit by a small shop. I have been here before an year, when I last went home. Then, our bus broke down near here and this shop was all that was there around. The guy at the shop talked a lot. In ten minutes I felt like i had known him for long. He had told me about his little sister, how she would come running any minute then, and thus. Today, although I wasn't sure if he even remembered me after an year, I really wanted to go there, not just meet him and the little girl, but also for the lip-smacking sweets and pickles he kept. It's been quite a long time since I felt so happy traveling. And I am going home after almost an year. Even as I left my beloved hostel room, a part of me felt really happy. The road home seemed to pour in a bliss. The narrow road, that wound around hills, had rocky walls on one side and steeped down on the other. The road, at many places could barely fit a small bus. Going down this road, I fel...
The judge was a funny man for sure. The judgment felt funny. But still, I don’t know whether to cry or to laugh. The sentence was an electric chair and i felt like laughing. These people are talking in wide sunlight, of killing me. What? Its funny to hear. I now exactly know my time of death. The good man, the judge told that loud. For some of these talking people, the announcement was a part of their routine and for some it was sweet. There were laughs, shouts, siren, I was taken to the prison. The van started slowly through the crowd and traffic and gained speed as it moved to the uninhabited country. From outside it was just a wall that I could see. Two towers to the sides, with the height less than that of a two storeys. The place around was more a barren desert. All the vegetation the place had was some shrubs and some trees that I would rather say that were once trees. I did not like the place. I did not like the wall. I did not like the inside of the wall. I did n...
Its weird how love,hope and happiness come in drops at completely unexpected places. It may be just a phone call, meeting somebody accidentally or sudden,may be its some words from your friends may be just some mere presence of some that create such happiness in you.
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