the hills are burning. i see a golden ring far away, in the direction of sathuvachari. thick red glow, the flames lapping hungrily. i picture myself on top of that barren, rocky hill, where i was a year back. the sight is unnerving even from this distance, from my room window.
nothing changes. the town is as quiet and peaceful as ever, fast asleep,while a fire rages madly around it.
nothing changes. the town is as quiet and peaceful as ever, fast asleep,while a fire rages madly around it.
4 comments:
i thought that it was a pretty common sight....atleast it was when i was when I was in college...
@rohit.. it apparently is, i'd never seen one before..found it quite fascinating :P
i've seen it a couple of times. never knew what was going on.
i love the way you've written this. especially the last paragraph. sheer poetry. :)
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