I felt warm. I felt secured. The silence soon surrendered to the mighty noise inside my head. The only thought to get rid of my comfort zones. My eyes opened only to witness the fact that my room mate had left, so did all my friends ,after all... holidays had new fresh start and I had to stay. A new fresh rays stared through the open window, lighting up my room.
It took me few minutes to get up. My foot felt numb. The long sleep had made me walk like an infant. Walking towards the door, opened it out loud and felt the sudden rush of the cold morning breeze and the warmth of the sun with some obvious traffic noise. Someone told me that the books and thoughts speaks when one is accompanied by loneliness but here I am standing at the doorways missing those presence of annoying "good maaarning" and other sketch of friends to get me out of my bed,. Their presence.. yet no thoughts talked nor did the books.
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