It feels so good to be awake all night and then see the darkness give way to twilight and subsequently to a beautiful sunrise. It feels so good to hear the birds chirruping, to see the morning dew on leaves, to walk on the grass so green. It feels even better when you walk down to the chai-walla (a person who sells ready made tea), sip 2 cup-fulls of great tea, eat bread-omelet and then come back to your room satiated. It feels great to do all these things by yourself, when there is no one around, when there is no music blaring from rooms, when there is no one shouting at the top of his guts, when the stillness is still enough to move you enough to make you writer enough to put up such a post on your blog.
But then I am a bit crazy. So what?
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