the mails in the bin...
the mails in the bin........ ….. I’m sitting on the newly laid bench in the corner of the park, looking at the sunset. It’s the dark red sun going down as it lost its light. I am looking at it, as I lost purpose of my life and the sun is me. The clock is ticking, sun is setting and the darkness is perishing. Soon I realize, my mind and my surrounding are filled with darkness. Kids who are playing started leaving, the young started coming with the street and park lights were getting lit. I’m in no motion just looking at the dawn with no sun. The young couples started looking at me, clicking the photos. I am surprised why me? But it wasn’t me but the moon just above my head, a full moon. I realized when I looked at a photo, a boy brought to me, me sitting and the moon just behind as still I posed. I paid him he smiled. I looked at his eyes. That spark in his eyes, reminded me last time I smiled. I took my mobile to check the mails. ...
