I walked the entire stretch back to the hotel. It was a better evening than the previous ones. The weather was good. I saw a few wild hares - those small little ones munching the grass and terrified by my steps. I left them, imagining to take pictures of them the next time i cross this road. Crossed a signal and the side road lawns were neatly mowed and sprinklers were watering them with grace.

As i opened my door emptiness welcomed me awaiting to wrap me and cajole me to drift into an empty land. I got relieved of my office dress and slided down the sofa and switched on the tv. Carelessly scrolled through, stopped and remembered to see the movie of my favorite director.
I purchased the movie and there i spent the next 3 hours heads down into the movie. I was thrilled, enveloped in love, sensed fear, appreciated the nuances of a great movie. The subtleness with which it takes you of your feet and when its over i kept clapping and lauding on the movie - though i was all alone. I felt the tinge in my heart and skin that i wanted to write down my feelings some where. A place where it will be immortalised forever.

From my little memories when my dad used to take me to those kung fu movies till the days when i secretly admired great directors and felt a taste for the great directors, the technicians the art, the picture, the cinematography, i have never stopped watching them.

As the movie ended and i moved to my other chores the sweet memories of the movie lingers in my heart and eyes. I swear, make oaths and wish i were inside the tube giving away such splendid movies. And thats a dream...a dream i want to see come true.....

-pony's walk in the night