Red Pouch
Where was it from? Someone threw it at me or was it a strong jolt of wind which prompted this tree to bomb it on me. This thin branch of tree, certainly, was painful. Anyway, let’s forget it. It is best to ignore such natural threats in a strange city. The Park looks full. People are checking out their smart-phones under the tree. I wonder why they are doing it while wearing track shorts. Who they kid when they wear running shoes before leaving for this park, bluffing their selves that they might run. But instead, they sit & instagram their selfies under the tree. By the way, why am I judging? I pretty much do the same thing. In fact, I tried doing the same just moments ago, under that Tipu Sultan look-a-like sculpture next to the traffic signal. It was an Epic failure though. I looked hideous. Have to delete it first and foremost when I reach my hotel room. Aah! Again a traffic signal. There is not even a Zebra crossing here. Who cares! Let’s cross it. Shit the