I was returning from work bit early that day. Some daylight was still there. The long stretch of road, where I daily struggled with the traffic and traffic signals, seemed like a sea-shore. Some vehicles were there but they felt like company rather than competition. The weather was lovely. My speedometer seemed to be happy about reaching almost my age, it was used to behaving half as much routinely. Our city is quite clean, quiet and green, I realized that day. I was tranquil. It was then that I saw this big orange light from my windshield, as if telling me to stop. I obliged! Even this was looking beautiful. I was blissful. Others seemed to be in a hurry, nobody stopped. The city is in a hurry to catch the day before it nights, and catch the night before it days, I thought. Why can't we just enjoy the days and the nights, the mornings and the evenings, as I was doing at that time? I was enchanted! With time, the light turned red. It was splendid! I was soaked in the charm of the view. I was oblivious! People were honking behind me. I was unfazed and waited for the light to turn. It dissolved but never turned green! Gently, the day had retired in the arms of night! Sun had set, I realized. I apologized with a smile on my face to the people behind me for holding them. I was smiling at my insanity. Nature had exhibited it's wonderful show for me. I was gleeful. My day and night were made!
I had met you that day!!
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