The Peepal stands alone in this farm.
Golden rays of the Sun fall on a silver ring, making it slightly more valuable.
Stacks of hay are placed under the tree, where a squirrel is seen and no more.
The sky is blue and pristine clean.
There is no wish for a God, no need for hope and no ties to yesterday.
Now is enough.
Laziness is a virtue and I have wasted my time on Earth.
Gaurav Chakrabarti 