Surrendering to the warmth of a long hug….he smelled the silence in the air. It wasn’t hollow.
There was an element f familiarity about it. Good meaningful silence
that he had smelled in.”Calmness” that satiated the deep restlessness ,that had
been haunting him during his time away, earning a living in a tough competitive
world, every act of mean-ness poked his soul with a pinch of pain and anger.
He was at a place he had once known as a kid, and was
surrounded by people whose eyes reflected the love and affection they had for
him. A place called “Home”.
“Time is valuable
thing watch it fly by as the pendulum swings” – Linkin Park
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