A Rainy Night

Enthralled and drained, I felt amalgamation of the two simultaneously, as I walked out of the nightclub. It’s been long since I visited a nightclub and when you do it with your friends, the bliss is exponential. As I stepped out of the Dj’s troll, an enticing feeling groped me. I believe it was partially due to the cool breeze, which is always plausible to me, and partially due to the drizzling weather. There is a niche about rain in nights, it usually reduces traffic, and if it’s around 1, the experience is imperative. I wanted to drive in that serenity to experience its sense, so in order of my pursuit I said goodbye to my friends and signed off.

Rain has always been tranquilizing for me and that night was no different, there was calmness on the road, very prudent to be precise, and I drove along it. So here was it………

A drizzling night, damp dark roads, a long drive amidst the crackling clamor of dropping heavens and Mohit Chauhan serenading ‘Boodein’ on the radio, this infamous part of life sometime brings in the most skeptical thoughts to the realm, and it did.

My prolonged drive on that dark road caused invasion of a thought in my radius of perception. Why this road seems to be lonely? These roads are busiest at some point of time of the day, but now seems to be the loneliest. No one wants to be on them forever, rather uses them to feed their own flue. And here they laze, with no point to cherish, no dreams to fulfill, stranded like a whore. Somewhere it depicts a part of human journey, where usually people will leave you as and when their stretch with you falls apart, either by choice or by obligation. May be that is why the greatest quest of our life is to find that one person who’ll stand for you even when you are damp and dark.

Finally I ended up being home, and made an expedition to my room with tired legs and weary mind; I didn’t knew the origin of that sadistic propaganda that suddenly grew on me. I didn’t want to get to bed with these nerves, so what better could it be to quench my thirst of peace with some harmony and restore it with my guitar. Thus, I picked it up ………….

Struming NEW

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