Sunday, 31 January 2016

MISSING ME? (NUGA 2014)

Will she miss me? I asked myself. That's a strong yes! Why won't she?
The girl comes to the market across the dusty road in this war torn town to transact business deals everyday.
What could have caught her attention so much? Since the first day she looked up and saw me on my floor,she had been gwaking at me. Could it be my freshness,being an aristocratic guy,or the fact that she saw me in a house that no one had stayed for a while?
Whatever her reason, she has to find another way of satisfying that need,because that's exactly what I'm doing myself,leaving here to find an alternative way to live without my problems- hunger,living in isolation,security worries,dust and pressures from school. I know my destination "the city of unfallen kings".





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2 comments:

  1. Unknown26 March 2016 at 01:49

    Again we r left at the mercy of ur creativity.... I think ds wud b nicer if it were a painting

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