My Feeble Attempts at Fictions.
Tuesday 22 November 2011

The Window #Day22

I dragged the side of the curtain a little bit to let some light sieve into the room. The grills on this window are made of wrought iron. They not only don't let people and animals pass through these windows but also preserve bleakness escape from this dull room and let happiness come in.
It has been 20 years I haven't seen the world outside of this room. They say I am insane, I need to stay in. I say, these walls protect me from insanity of the world. 

The only peek-a-boo, being this window which encourages me to stay inside.

4 Wisecracks (Comment here):

Punkster said...

"I say, these walls protect me from insanity of the world. "


Wow.

Richa said...

thank you punky boy :)

meethimirchi said...

walls that protect us from insanity of world also prevents us form changing the world :) ..

Richa said...

@ MM :) indeed!