its funny to be in an a.c hall

with lines of white computer facing longer lines of students

and there is a pin drop silence engulfing us

funnier is that i have come a long way

from the haven of those poor parents who shielded me from all decoy

from my brother's innocent questions

from another's care

and as i sit in this sterilized library 

amidst the teeming heartbeats,

i seep in the loneliness

does it reside in the mind or the heart only.. i wonder

and i wonder if i had been lonely throughout inspite

of what i had got down these years...

but the screen remains blank with no answer.

network failure, i say.