Monday, 15 June 2015
I had lost everything.
So had he.
Devastated I waited for mother nature to take me in her arms and annihilate me, just like my loved ones.
Devoid of belongings and belongingness, I roamed around like a paronoid surviving like those last drops of water in a blazing hot summer day, feeling empty and purposeless.
But fate, it never abandons those, whose time hasn’t come.
It pulls, it pushes and it drives us to our desired destinations.
That’s when I met him. My companion, a blue coloured moped, who was a leftover too.
And together we renamed survival as life.
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