how wonderful it is to walk on an estranged street on a cold winter night…

the lights showered happiness..the walkway was paved with love..the only stranger was his shadow walking by, skipping through the dry leaves..

ah! and then amidst the zigzag of alleys came a cul-de-sac..

in that moment, the silence made his bones clutter & he understood that walking through the boiled-down infinity of life was no different than walking on a windy winter night..

the snow lying on the ground was like a quilt begging him to go to sleep..

yes,life is a labyrinth waiting to be escaped..



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  1. muskanreadsandwrites · July 21, 2015

    Hey, I’ve nominated you for the Confessions of a bookaholic tag!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. aak92 · July 22, 2015

    Nice work

    Liked by 1 person

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