I stepped out yesterday during the day, and the day pushed me back inside. It was so oppressively hot. I showered twice and felt annoyed. And then, the evening came, with a trip to Lodhi Gardens. The wind blew and the sky turned an eery grey. Eagles hovered, and the red tombs of Lodhi came alive against the colours of the sky.
And then it rained. The walkers jogged. The joggers ran. The lovers moved closer. And I watched. As the city watched the seasons changing.
And then it rained. The walkers jogged. The joggers ran. The lovers moved closer. And I watched. As the city watched the seasons changing.
my god woman why aren't you writing more? W-O-W. must be in the genes.
ReplyDeletealso, I think it's eerie :) umma
ReplyDeleteWhy thank ye kindly dragonfly. Though I do believe my best writing's behind me:)
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