Sitting in a 2×2 box, he looked out the window,
in a quiet night, raises a voice deep inside his mind,
Long gone are those cards handcrafted by you,
From the attic, in the box earlier when he mined.
“Look at all those stars! Can you spot three stars in alignment, I wonder if they are a part of any constellation”, she said out loud to her roommate.
“Don’t know. But they indeed are spectacular. Let’s go, you need to pack.”
“Yeah, my family will be here in two hours. It’s been two years of being your roommate, being here, where this time had been?”, she smiled. Continue reading “Home. Away from Home.”
Friendship and Circle, both have no end.