Define loneliness, he asked himself
“Loneliness : when you scroll the phonebook of your cellphone only to find that you got no one to talk to”
As the moments turn into hours, hours into day, days into year and years into perhaps life, one cannot reconcile with the fact that he is alone. Its like stary sky where moon seems to be crowded with stars but infact he is alone.
Things are going strange lately, even language seems to have left me. I am not even able to get over with my writer’s block.
Many silent long walk in the nights are also not helping a bit. Its so strange that with each passing year, as you age more, it feels like I am disintegrating. Living life in abeyance has started to show signs of permanency.