Standing alone on a deserted corridor;
lonely I am;
But i don't feel so,
Gazing outside the closed world;
Is everything but loud noises,
I stand alone here while my other minions;
Continue their turmoil of uninteresting learning.
While i feel blessed;
to be Punished.
Now and then fellow human like figures;
Pass by me with deep reading eyes;
And disrespectful glares;
But i pity them.
Of missing a beautiful moment of loneliness..........
Unaccustomed with my likings;
they think of me as an out caste;
But on the contradictory!
I feel they are secluded;
From emotions,
While these long serene moments fly by.
i feel amazed to see a fisherman;
Although he is alone,but occupied............
he has to feed five small stomachs,
So the beautiful nature is unimportant to him;
I must say we are different;
like two poles apart,
As time passes by with smell of nature;
Not a bit i feel guilty;
After all everyone in not blesses,
With such a beautiful punishment.............
