There was something unusual about that night. That night
longed more than the usual nights. After all, that night made him an
insomniac. He was unable to sleep,“sleeping” which was the thing he
always self-proclaimed to be the best at..!! He changed sides just to
check if they were a problem, logged into his face book account
to see the girls he, otherwise, enjoyed stalking, listened to his
favourite playlist which normally played anesthesia, started reading the
novel he had borrowed from his friend, but all hell. He left no bit in
trying things from no-thing to some-thing to every-thing.
Yet
he was wake, all awake. He was actually standing in an absolute silence
just to get connected to his conscience. A meek voice was coming to his
ears but inaudible. These blur voices made him more
restless.Frustrated, he decided to wait, to wait for the sleep. However,
tears rolling down his cheek and the continuous yawns came no late.
Neither did he waste any second in realising that he was “Sleepy”now.
Delighted, he was..!! For, the mission of the night was achieved. He
checked his cell to exclaim”HHiiiit...!!!Heck!!!..What Wrap..!!”
It was his waking time..!!
He
knew he had to dress himself up. He rather did it in no time.Having
checked his bag packs, he started moving out of his house, to move to
the place he had long been waiting for. Balancing the two bags on both
his shoulders, trying to maintain the pace of the trolley and his
injured leg, he had started moving.
All this
while, he was seen smiling. He was actually moving to the beats of the
song he had been listening, and kept walking. He was stopped and waved
by many a people who saw him ,however, nobody got any responses. He
was seen walking on the road, preferably,called, The Infinity Road, by his friends, for, it seemed a never-ending road.
His friend, Aniket, who wakes up every early morning for jogging saw him disappear on that ‘’Infinity road..!!‘
And all this while, this gentle man, kept on moving. He had moved past
the bus stand, he was intended to go, all lost in his own world. It was
only the cranky horn of a bus which made him coming back to his senses
again. Got into the right bus, having ear phones plugged into his ears,
he had closed his eyes and sneaked into sleep while still wondering and
lingering on what made him sleepless the last night..?? That smile on
his face, that the bus conductor wanted to capture in his cell
phone..!! The innocence of his tiring sleep, the carefree and the
composure on his face spoke a lot. The feeling of contentment was
free-flowing and genteel, withheld an insouciant look of the gentleman,
and had a docile smell in the air as if saying to everybody, "You can't know it until you live it"..!!
Love,
Utk..!!
