He walks alone.

He walks to his home, one that will stop being his place of residence soon, but will always be the place where his heart resides.

And suddenly, a battered Maruti screeches behind him, and bathes him in harsh light. He turns around while covering his eyes, but is too tired to confront the driver.

But then, that very moment, something he saw made it all worth it.

He turns around again, and sees this picture.



And he smiles. All the pain he felt is gone.