At times she thinks herself as a roadside inn…shabby, dusty, neglected yet affordable, cozy, and relieving. The weary travelers-some with drained out emotion, lost hopes or a struggling crusader in the turmoil of his life’s journey seeking shelter…all those she comes across halt, freshen up and move on with their journey…they never stay, they are never meant to stay. Just as the inn, she gives comfort, care, refuge to each one of them only to be left alone when time chases and they continue with their journey to explore the untrodden paths leaving behind the dilemmas and complications, and she is there by the roadside awaiting her next traveler.

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