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A Hut in the Woods....



One blissful evening, I sit out, gazing at the thick and luscious vegetation I see infront of me when suddenly, I spot a small and a very intrigue hut, set out in the woods.

 A very eye-catching one as it appears to be, it stands out amidst all the darkness and the solitary nature filled with the creepy sounds that characterizes the arrival of night time and late evening.....

A spot on for many wanderers, it arouses in one’s mind, the curiosity of one can imagine the variety of activities that the people would be doing in that shelter.

The tartar sheets that it is made out of makes it really stand out and be a focus of attention amidst all the other objects of nature and the environment that it is surrounded with....

 A ceaseless collection of the various popular Hindi tunes dating back to the late 80’s and the 90’s can be heard from within the confines of this temporary shelter which is what it is as a way of bringing out life into the otherwise quiet and peaceful surroundings that characterizes this area.....

With a really bright and a glistening light that throws out the darkness into a state of bewilderment and disgust, it is indeed a strikingly true example of how one can stand strong and remain unique and true to themselves in the face of the prevailing opposition that one may encounter in their day to day lives.....

Sadly, a hut that will someday not be in existence anymore, after having fulfilled the purpose for which it has been built, it has indeed gone a long way in going about portraying the life of a labourer, right from the crack of dawn sounded by the crooning of the rooster till the setting of the bright and the blazing sun!!!!!

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