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.
