Hankering after the old ways of life (yet again) and communication, I decided to call some of my friends and just indulge in random mindless chats.
5 separate calls to 5 friends. None answered. None called back also.
7 separate messages to 7 friends. One reply. After the first reply, even that went dead.
Phew! So much for the world coming closer and communication becoming intimate! Wonder if in a few years time, we will lose the ability to have normal conversations.
On days of incessant rains…..
A long walk late in the night on an empty wet Marine Drive, shiny roads reflecting the lights of the city, little traffic noise muffled by the pouring rain, standing by a sea alive and grey and getting drenched to heart’s content.
An early morning when the rain had slowed down to a drizzle and the world stayed indoors. Grey sky, dark green trees, empty roads and just the sound of the rain dropping through the leaves. Fresh clear puddles of water and a cold wet breeze wishing to let the world just be.
When life at various moments constantly asks you to let go, do you in the longer run forget what it means to hold on?
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