This moment is painful as well as beautiful. This moment I have no ambition. I have nothing to aspire. I have no regrets of past. I do not recall any painful past moments.
But at this moment I am sitting comfortably on a plastic chair typing this. I am enjoying the music of Mohit Chauhan. I have running fan over me giving me lighter and cooler air.
I dont know what I will do next moment. Whether I will get up and fetch a glass of cold water? Or I will watch over the balcony? My mind is hinting at both.
But at this moment I want to continue this writing with ear plugs attached. I wonder how else I can enjoy this moment?
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