Alone on the roof, staring upon those sparkling night-lights shining proudly amidst a barren sky,I was experiencing an unusual weightlessness.As if, the passing wind, swayed me through it! And, even with an exhausted look on my face, I was enjoying the moment! Chilly it was, but I somehow had the might to withstand it, just to enjoy the breeze on that cold evening!
Empty streets, lonely lights, as I stare into a dark alley across the street, a bunch of kids playing merrily with a lump of sand dumped on a nearby construction site caught my attention! Carefree and happy! They were enjoying themselves, so was I! Someone, supposedly the Father, drove them away after a while with a protective scream, and I felt the excitement die out in them! It was merely 10 PM. Barren again!
The days when we used to go out on late night rides in the city, seemed so distant! Night life was not a thing of the past then! Even at late hours, we always were lucky enough to spot a tiny pan stall! Is it just the uncanny predicaments of the governments or is it just too dangerous to go out at night!
In acrowded locality of a popular city, getting out when it’s just a little dark is dangerous. Scary right?
We hold on tighter onto our wallets when passing a somewhat darker alley, and turn back every third second to make sure no one’s following us! We aren’t in a jungle, yet a midnight stroll seems so impossible these days! Shadows start following us, the moment we turn back! Scared we are, and we left going out! Whenever I go out of the building after dark, the watchman gives a suspicious stare, I wonder why..
I timidly enter the deserted hallway, and back to the safety of my room.. I am not afraid of the dark, but something scares me from going out in the dark.. Ghosts I don’t think so, But I am afraid.. of darkness perhaps, even with a bunch of watchmen, and a couple of locks slapped to the door.. I wonder why..
