#5625 FULLSTOP STARTS He was wearing a torn out blue jeans and an over-darkened shirt, and shoes that are probably new. That torn out denim looks more bright and branded. He was walking straight to my bench, with his hands folding at the back. I could see the tea stall, that old lady who was selling popcorn, and the crowd.. But with his appearance towards me, my sight just blurred everything else. It takes 32 seconds for all this. He clean the bench on his side and seated. He passed an smile to me. I returned that. His hands are no more folding but holding a book, and opened it exactly with the bookmark. I tried to look elsewhere, and he pronounced Gone with the Wind With another smile, he said its the last chapter of this piece, and now I am lonelier than before I interrupted him, Margaret knows to make us feel love and solitude at any moment He nodded in agreement, tightening his lips. The clouds of the sky gathering over our head, and letting no rays to pass. As if darkness is ready to sets earlier today. He was trying hard to concentrate and.. And I spoke again, Are you finishing it up? Before he answered, I said End is what we want He smiled and return back his eyes to the sentence of the page. I thought to myself.. More appropriately what I want. End is the what, I had. End of a journey to reach here, end of those moments I lured about, end of those old-friends-stupid fun.. With an average graph of hope and wishes, I have been sitting here since then. Slowly the blurriness of crowd cleared and.. As if each new face smiles at me and approaching to my bench. I smiled at myself. He probably finished his reading before, and was looking at me. As I turned my eyes to him he said, theres a full stop, to begin the other sentence His heavy breathe and an expression to have faith in his words, made the wind touch my heart. He stood up, looked back and forwarded his hand for me to hold. I thought to write a new sentence. I thought.. :)
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 05:53:24 +0000
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