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Once again I sat there, letting it flow by. This time in the mercy of solitude. As though it knew, my pain anew it purged through. Unwet still, it passed me too. Sunkissed it shone burning my soul; setting her free of my bleeding sorrow. Yet it went the way It was to be bound. The sea awaited; there was no way around. Knowing well, the satiric secret it kept By the river Poudre, I sat down and wept. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Credits- The last sentence is duly borrowed from " By the River Piedra, I sat down and wept "- a book by Paulo Coelho. Pic of the Poudre - me

A day short of turning 28, Renuka’s life seemed to be a drag now. For the last three years it was a banal routine she had been following. Smiling at the reception desk of Infinity International, she thought her facial muscles had now begun to ache. Infinity was a well known restaurant in Connaught Place, often-ed by the well to do and pompous delhi-ites. Looking at them only made her sick of people who had had everything in life. Money, fame, friends.. just about everything. It made her wonder why she even had an existence such as hers. This day, Renuka had a small change in her routine. She left work two hours early. This hadn’t happened for any reason in the past year or so. Mr. Rastogi, her supervising manager, had given her permission for the short leave today. She had to collect her reports from the diagnosis centre before it closed at 6pm. It would take her atleast an hour to reach Anandmayi Diagnostic Centre in Mehrauli. She readied herself for the ride on her rickety Kinetic Ho...