It was also Wednesday but of July. Monsoon is still here with a lot of rain. Rain makes me happy, but these days, i am annoyed at it. Actually, whenever i wash my clothes, hang them outside to get dry, then it rains. It gives me frustration -I did so much work, and now it's raining.
Well, I assume i should track myself on narrating my walk,right?
As i mentioned earlier, it was Wednesday with mild rain. To be very exact, it was 23rd july with a memorable night. I heard poetry the whole night from a stranger who later became my friend. This was strange but special. I didn't sleep at night, and when darkness shifted into daylight, I walked outside of the hostel. Mild raindrops were touching my hair. I collided with a tree 😆.
There was almost no one in the streets. Only flowers, one or two security guards, and my footsteps approaching towards the market.
But water was sliding down the leaves.
I walked to nearby park where i usually go at night. In night, we sit on any random bench and spend some fun time. But, this time, there was no companion with me. Yet, i wasn't in solitude, as there were so many humans jogging,walking and sitting inside the park. Moreover, there were many crows who were making the environment feel more alive and thrive.
As if the green color is wrapped on the road. Road drank the color of leaves and turned itself into green.
Flowers were waving with the rhythm of air and mesmerized by rain drops.
On the walking track, why was there no one?
I assume they all have gone! And it's my time too to go back?
See you another time with another Wednesday Walk.