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A bed of concrete

I didn't found her, the gate was locked and the bell was ringing and ringing and ringing , no response from other side , i called her and the same was with the phone with every call i made and got no response my anger and my anxiety kept on building, finally after waiting for 20 minutes i recalled that she might had gone to her friends home  and surely then she will be back by 5pm . 

so with 2 hours to go , i just couldn't stand in the front of my gate staring it , so i decided a walk around my colony , with my bread basket empty i started roaming around , started having a walk across the various parks watching the old men and women sitting in groups and enjoying the sunlight and having fun , but i decided to walk more rather than giving my legs a rest. 

as i kept walking i saw a man sitting on the sidewalk , i kept walking and starring at him and after a while i was into the deep lane of my imaginations..it was just past 30 min and i was feeling so devastated and frustrated and what about those who don't even have 4 walls to cover them , what about those who have concrete as their bed , i felt devastated and filled with guilt, with no money in my pocket and no place to sit it felt like this world is a known stranger to me , and i realized that sometimes we never value what we have until we are detached from it. 
and my conclusion is ...
The comfort of a home cannot be compared to any place even if its just a room . 
Am i right ?

Comments

  1. actually home is the place where heart resides !
    comfort factor ? hell yes !!
    must need one .. comfortableness differ for people with respective to their actual belongings :P
    DK

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    1. Rachit sharmaJan 13, 2012 08:59 AM
      well totally in agreement with u but the comfortableness is actually more a function of association and being significant in a place and ya the belongings take a place too :)

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