The lane takes a turn exactly where there are glass windows... someone watching through the windows in leisure... listening to the silence of the snow... losing the soul into the past as old as those mountains climbing up from the backyard... perhaps I would have lit my cigarette and listened to the silence too... would have watched through my windows where the lane takes a turn...
Photo Courtesy Gaurab Sundar Dutta
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