One evening

Life goes on... and so do we!
In our monotonous days and nights and in this mundane world.
People weave dreams.
Those dreams wither away.
Some are murdered.
And woven again. Dreams are woven everyday.
Lazy Kolkata doesn't know how to change.
We have never taught her how to.
and now she is all alone.
And so are we.
Every burnt cigarette piece has lots of fading feelings behind it.
Yet they don't speak.
We have failed to keep them alive within us... 
the one who loved and the one who cared.
And now we wander aimlessly everyday, searching for them.
One evening brings us close
One evening throws a few pictures from the book of memory... 
memory fossil-ed for eons.
One evening brings us the days and the nights
And thus, life goes on... and so do we.

- by wreetojyoti