The lane was deserted
as it had been for the past years
The streetlight on my right too
as usual,was reluctant to open its eyes.
But what made it unusual
was that today not one,
but two shadows lay on the gossamer lined lane.
Mine,the longer was slow
the other,smaller,was faster
And in the blink of an eye,
it had turned the corner
and disappeared from my sight and soon,
and was forgotten
in the hustle of daily life.
But while walking on
the gossamer lined street with the reluctant streetlight,
the stranger who disappeared in the blink of an eye,
sometimes appear more than that.