The park was now getting empty in early evening, even before the clock showed seven. The winter had already come to our city. The days were now getting shorter. The evenings were preponed and the mornings postponed. The trees had started shedding leaves and the green city was turning out to be naked. When were the spring coming & the flora & fauna going to have new lease of life?

The twinkling stars in the sky were getting dimmer, so was the lonely moon among them. Like me … missed in solitude even in a typical crowd inside this park. This way, the moon had an intimacy with me.

The concrete bench was slowly getting chiller and chiller. The nearby light posts which had been standing like the watchmen were now appearing hazier& hazier. The droplets of evening dew were falling from the sky. It’s early December. The winter had started shuddering this city with the continuous fall in the temperature.

Perhaps I was the last man to leave the park. No….somebody else might also be there……Nirlipta! Eight years back, she once...