It rained the whole day. The dust was wiped away from the face of this ruthless city. Trees appear green, the earth seems appeased. Then what is the restlessness that arises within? it is like a gradually developing cyclone, sucking me into it. The lightening lit the evening sky and flashed across the memory space inside my head. Images and more images came hoarding the void, as if it was raining long forgotten excerpts from my life.
I sat in one corner collecting these random moments and compiling them in a dusty file cover. "Did I have a good life till now?" No adequate reply comes to my mind. Twists and turns and straight highways, I have been on almost all terrains. The journey shall continue, show me the days, nights and twilights of various realms. I am a traveller, I am aware of that. Yet, a stopover is sought where the heart can get a good night's sleep. Else the quest is one.
Another such evening may come when this evening would be neatly folded and preserved between the yellow, tattered pages of an old, forgotten novel and my mind.
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