he hears silence speak to him. he hears it out patiently. it is dark.
inside and out.
he sits on his couch.
wondering. what could have been.
what the future holds. and what it does not.
but there is a calm. no storm. no worries. no nothing.
it would soon be time to go.
he knows it. very well.
he waits.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
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Suneer, yeh tumhe kya ho gaya? OHT (Over the Head Transmission)tha yeh post, may be i am not as intelligent as you thought of me to be, mujhe kuchh samajh nahin aaya! :-)
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