That Missing Place
This is the second part of THAT ONE PLACE which was posted in September 2019.
Its 3 AM, and still, I am not able to sleep. My liking of a long drive with slow music is still there, but that favourite place of mine where I used to go has gone missing. When I visited that place a few days back, I feel so sad because that place was converted to the construction site. I literally feel that I have lost someone very close to me.
Someone, to whom I used to talk and know every bit of mine. That someone was somewhere in the heart of the city. That place which was my second home, kind of open home. Where I was comfortable without any sofa and the rocks wherein used to sit gives the same comfort as a bed at my home.
It was my best companion which I lost because of the greediness of ourself, in the race of money-making business, we have converted to the construction site and soon that place will be covered with sky-touching artificial beauty with no feelings attached to it no matter how costly or beautiful it will be.
But I will miss that place forever, and it will be very difficult to replace that place with another one. Once again I found myself within the crowd with no string attached.
It takes a very long time to identify such a companion place where you are attached and it's like a double knot. But it takes very less time to lose it and the saddest part is in such separation you can't even say goodbye to each other. Hope people will understand the importance of such kind of place and keep these places as it is so that others will not get hurt by losing them.
Its 3 AM, and still, I am not able to sleep. My liking of a long drive with slow music is still there, but that favourite place of mine where I used to go has gone missing. When I visited that place a few days back, I feel so sad because that place was converted to the construction site. I literally feel that I have lost someone very close to me.
Someone, to whom I used to talk and know every bit of mine. That someone was somewhere in the heart of the city. That place which was my second home, kind of open home. Where I was comfortable without any sofa and the rocks wherein used to sit gives the same comfort as a bed at my home.
It was my best companion which I lost because of the greediness of ourself, in the race of money-making business, we have converted to the construction site and soon that place will be covered with sky-touching artificial beauty with no feelings attached to it no matter how costly or beautiful it will be.
But I will miss that place forever, and it will be very difficult to replace that place with another one. Once again I found myself within the crowd with no string attached.
It takes a very long time to identify such a companion place where you are attached and it's like a double knot. But it takes very less time to lose it and the saddest part is in such separation you can't even say goodbye to each other. Hope people will understand the importance of such kind of place and keep these places as it is so that others will not get hurt by losing them.
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