For the last few days, I had noticed a star at the north west of my sky
Today I couldn’t find it out there... gone!
Never really wished it to stay though.
The place was lonely, the North West (well from my location). Good for it.
It blinked, sometimes steady. Difficult to predict the color.. red, blue, or white ..
Twinkled brightly, sometimes dull, like the smile of a confused man or the temper of a baby.
Each day I tried to place it under any of the constellations..
never really could I decide.
May be she found it by herself …
The North West .. much darker …. Today ……..
- by Wreetojyoti
About Me
- Wreetojyoti Ray
- giving a practical view on myself... m a human being with usual dreams of shining in life, getting married to my "dream girl" and live happily ever after ..... and for a true identity I’m a person who is always in a conflict with this materialistic world..... in time of sorrows my ailment is songs of Rabindranath... the rest of the time i spend with my books , music and o’course my camera ... when i cry in pain. drops of tears roll down my face...and i maintain a dead silence.....and when i laugh, I maintain an applauding sound.... unlike sukanto i never saw the moon as a baked bread.....but it seems to be very lonely out there....and i find a fellow mate to whom I can say “so how was ur night” people tells me I’m an introvert..... i tell myself i feel it useless to share my thoughts with this practical world.... i write sentences. virtually of no meanings.. i like to hangout with my friends. the regular addas,, parties with cakes and ales are also what i cherish a lot in my life. but when i return home., completing that day’s journey through the road named life.. I return to my own world.. Whom I name it as the “world of desertion”
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