Ashutosh was on the rooftop. The cloudy sky was rumbling with thunder. It was not yet showering. The smoke from the cigarette was going up and wanted to hug the fading daylight. And it looks like a painting in front of him, the busy city and busy roads. The scene was not as empty as the front. Most of the vehicles on the road were GELECTICA's vehicles and essential services. It seemed that all were alive and busy and It was feeling like only he was left behind.

Sitting on the...