A November Night


It's midnight in Delhi
I go out to walk
The wind is in hiding

This road I walk on
Has swallowed a few tears
And heard all my stories

It's usually me alone at this hour
But there's a couple ahead of me
They are walking holding hands

I take out my cellphone
You have not messaged yet
I keep walking

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