SPEAKING UNDER THE SKY-
It is strange. Very strange , in fact.
The thing is that even though I feel the closeness their rules a perfect indifference. Or that is what it appears to be. I think we are similar. And then I think what is the use of this similarity.Then I think that maybe I am a bit sincere. But then I think if this sincerity will ever be useful.
CLUBBED IN THE OPEN AIR-
The time ran out. The meeting was over.
Some were too happy to begin a new learning episode. Others liked the prospect of making new friends. Still others drained out their time speaking away and thus saving themselves from another boring evening.
I had seated myself on the grassy stairs and was staring out into the sky and into the various faces that popped up now and then to deliver a talk. It was all cool and silent with few wavering and many confident voices falling on my eardrums.