walking
Last night, I have promised to myself that I would wake up early. Setting alarm, I went to bed for sleep. But the convention is a thing that will not easily despair. It will stick with you for periods. At about 6 am my eyes have opened for searching my phone. But alas! I have missed the alarm. But I have not lost my hope. I woke up before It is too late to fall back in the depression phase again.
Freshening up, I wore a shirt and a pant instead of wearing my jogging outfit. I wanted to have a casual walk. At about 6.30 am I went out to have fresh air. I saw many working-class people; And the rush, the agility in their eyes. You know I love to observe without participating. The place where I live is pretty much familiar to me as well as the subject matter. You may ask the question what do you refer to as a subject matter of yours?
The social institutions, time, environment, weather, the dogs, people of different ages, all of these are my subject matters! And what is your context by the way? Oh! As you know I use time as the horizontal axis of my graph. And In my graph, I use time as Constant component. Why do you do that? Because I believe Time is Constant from the starting point of the Universe. And so time is my context. Getting back to my point. As I have been walking I saw a couple. A working-class couple I guess. And I am pretty sure! Because
The boy stares at her with all the time of the universe until the girl finds a vehicle. And when she did so, they wave to each other.
Time would show you unpleasant scenarios. what! This scenario was unpleasant to you? Yeah, maybe. With time being the pleasant things would become unpleasant. This reminds me of her. Now I am boarded into a time machine and go back to my college days. Probably one of those days when you live with a dream. I used to wait for her at the bus station. Hours after hours. When she came, we start the conversation with a smile. But sometimes I was mad at her. She was so calm in nature that my madness could not last longer seeing her so calm and gentle. And I was feeling like I would have kissed on her forehead.
Now, we had been separated for years. But this scenario reminds me of her. But what to do! Nothing!
Just walk
walk
and walk
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