Can't believe it’s December. Can't believe someone has left Delhi forever. Can’t believe I am still here. Can’t believe I still haven’t managed a decent bike. Can’t believe I am starting to like this place. Can’t believe that I am looking forward to go back to where it all started. Can’t believe we are enjoying the trip. Can’t believe my salary is a big if. Can’t believe some of my relatives are no more. Can’t believe my luck has changed. Can’t believe I had to listen to someone degrading my work. Can’t believe I haven’t worked out for months. Can’t believe I have cholesterol. Can’t believe I suffered another hangover. Can’t believe I still haven’t worn my Fossil. Can't believe ...
Looks like the fog just spared my window to the street. The street lights looked liking smokers in an alley. The cobble stones were wet from the drizzle. The street dogs were busy barking at something. A breeze just unsettled the garbage can's lid. My world hasn't changed much. Everyday I look for some sign of change. Nothing seems to change. I have grown bald. My eyesight has dimmed. My kids have grown. The window pane has gathered dust and dirt. The spiders have evolved. Some old buildings have given way to new ones. The neon signs have gone. Still nothing seem to have changed. Change they say has to come from within. But then, what can come out of an empty narrow dead end?
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