COMPANION FOR THE NIGHT
Thunders roar.The sky brightening now illuminates the road.Sitting at the window sill I stare ahead aimlessly.In an apartment window,the light comes alive,I see the man through his balcony door.He looks like a regular IT guy.Its 2 in the morning.Placing his bag on the table,he goes inside.I wait for him to return.He has changed into his slacks.Looks tired,gulping down from his water bottle.He turns the tv on,switches between channels for a while,shuts it in the end.He keeps sitting there blank,lost somewhere.
I sigh.Sleep hasn't still found its way.I take another sip of my camomile tea.Closing my eyes I breathe.I turn to him again,he is in his balcony now.His auburn hair fall on his forehead,his eyes look for something in the dark,searching.He makes smoke patterns through his breath into the cold night.Suddenly he looks into my direction.His eyes hitting the target.Looks as if he has found what he was looking for.I shudder,the mug from my hands shatter on the ground.Startled I look around myself to check if my lights are on,if I am visible in the dark.No they are not.I look towards him again.He is still looking towards me.He smiles suddenly,knowingly.I feel unsettled,paranoid too.I tell to myself,'No he can't see you,not possible.Relax'.I smile at my silly fear.I breathe again,and he leaves,turning one final time and smiling that befitting smile.Unknowingly, I smile back.He switches his lights off.Maybe he has gone to sleep.
I suddenly feel sleepy too.That is how sleep reaches slowly to me daily.I think to the stranger in the window too.Yawning I settle in my bed,still smiling at my silly fears.Maybe the stranger on the window would also have slept.I sleep sound.Go through my day,waiting for the night to arrive and the clock to strike 2.
So that I can share sleep with the stranger in the window.My companion for the night.Sounds silly but true.
I suddenly feel sleepy too.That is how sleep reaches slowly to me daily.I think to the stranger in the window too.Yawning I settle in my bed,still smiling at my silly fears.Maybe the stranger on the window would also have slept.I sleep sound.Go through my day,waiting for the night to arrive and the clock to strike 2.
So that I can share sleep with the stranger in the window.My companion for the night.Sounds silly but true.
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