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...I am a kite stuck in a telegraph post...
..It is winter now and in this part of the world winter is pleasure. A cool breeze doesn't let the bright Sun to dominate.No drizzle,no snowfall.Everything just perfect to keep my paper body intact.
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.....A boy use to see me everyday from his window across the street.
I feel happy, thinking of the boy freeing me one day and taking me back to the sky.
......But, In my happier nights a wild wind invades my dream and skies me into the sky.I then go on dancing over the lands, oceans and mountains..to get stuck again in the never-never land.
I don't see nightmares..
....But, sometimes get frightened by the imaginary sight of a dark thundercloud right behind the rusty water tank of the grey, unpainted building, in which behind a greenish window pane the boy keeps on watching me!
posted by sayak at 6:57 AM
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Do u have a phobia that someone's always there? ;)
"I am a man who walks alone
And when I’m walking a dark road
At night or strolling through the park
When the light begins to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when it’s dark
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that someones always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone’s always there!"
when we were kids we wrote autobiography of various things. this is a very well defined but at the same time very depressing expressions of a Kite. perhaps i can relate the life of the kite with my own, stuck in the labyrinth of "ghor-shonshar". however the kite's achievents are more as it gives pleasure to the little boy who yearns for it.
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