Standing tall and alone
He was tired of the never ending process—the long wait, the discontent, and then starting it all over again, every time. He just wanted to stand still and let life flow. He realized pretty quick that the whole exercise is futile and stupid, but his surroundings expected him to undergo it anyway.
He wants to stop now. He wants to believe in magic tales… of how they began and transpired! He wants to know if a similar tale has been written for him. Till then he is fine checking passer-bys and the daily fare.
Moments to Stories 