If there is something certain in life then its uncertainty. You don't know what shape will tomorrow be. You don't know what will happen next. You don't know when a friend will turn into a foe. You don't know when your fortunes get reversed. You don't know when you will be taking your last breath. You don't know when the car in front of you will brake. You don't know when I will stop writing. We live in uncertain times my friend. Don't know why I called you a friend? Well, even I don't know.
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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