MANJADI
The
slightly cool air brushed my face me as I peddled on. There was green lush on both
sides with tiny flowers in different colors- pale white, yellow, blue,
lavender, pink. The orange sun about to set peeked through the green grass on
my left. Chirrups of different birds filled in from all sides. Returning from
college I didn’t feel like going back to that box of a hostel room so soon. So I
turned my bike and peddled through that mud path with manjadi seeds scattered
all over like beads of ruby. Then I moved into the grassy path, parked my bike
and sat down to enjoy the beautiful evening before returning to my box.
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