Sunday, January 3, 2010

Home

It's where the sun shines. The rays bouncing off a stone. It's where the air carries the known and the unknown. It's where the roads are empty past midnight and overcrowded past sunrise. It's where the shopkeeper offers you a cup of tea. It's where the food is always served warm. Served with warmth as well. It's where the autorickshaw guy cons you. It's where the auto rickshaw talks to you. It's where the auto rickshaw guy gives you valuable guidance. It's where friends love their beers. It's where they love every sip of it. It's where every inch of space is used for playing cricket. It's where every inch of space is used for playing football. It's where the cold breeze invites you. It's where the hot wind gives you ideas to cool down. It's where people talk for hours altogether. It's where it all comes together. It's called home.

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