Shumila Abidi

Let’s share a story that I recently wrote:


The Last meal
Isn't it beautiful to take a walk at night, when everyone is asleep and the roads are empty? Everything is so quiet and peaceful. Neither are there rash drivers nor those careless bikers or clouds of smoke or the smells of fuel or irresponsible people who walk on the roads instead of footpaths, or the baggers whose sole purpose in life is to get enough money from you either by exploiting or by buttering. It's just you on the road walking all by yourself feeling the night breeze touching your skin. It's a little cold but feels great and the dark sky is filled with twinkling stars along with the moon which is somewhere tucked away in the clouds, yet you can still see the shabby glow of it . It wasn't unusual for me to get up at night and go for a walk, but that day it was a little different. Never have I ever thought in my wildest dreams that this night was going to affect me so much.