A walk.
And so, it rained. Quite a paradox if I may say, whilst according to a forwarded message from one of my useless college mates, you are either the one who gets wet or the one who feels the blissful downpour. I, couldn’t really count myself in on either sides.
Yes, the heavy rainfall and the disgusted road blocks weren’t expected. Also what wasn’t was, being dumped least a couple or more kilometers away from the nearest Metro station, the solitary means of me reaching home safe and sound. And so I had to walk. Not much of a problem, lest you have music, and you don’t have the autorikshaw bastards splashing mud at you at every cross junction.
I normally don’t keep anything against anyone, no hard feelings. No exceptions. But the convoluted mind plays part and loops an array of thoughts and yearnings, negative. And thus I rant.
It wasn’t the first time that I had felt that emotion of rejection, betrayal and being abandoned. Oh yeah, I have had gone through tougher times and I have felt all that pain before. But then, when you think it just might be over and you have found company. Life fucks you at the moment. Such irony. I had to walk. There was no wiser option and I couldn’t trust anyone, but a few cigarettes I was left with. It was cold and haunted. Miles to go my friend and death when you halt. You see, there are times when you wish to leave one and all, let go of all relationships. Find peace, right? A time when life comes a circle. Ah! But you can’t give up. And I didn’t. I wandered, and I didn’t stop for nothing, I just kept walking wiping the rain off my eyes, trying to hold on to that drag for as long as I could. I didn’t know when would it all end, or would it even. And hence, I walked.
And I am still on the road.
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