Known Stranger

I felt a strange belongingness to that place. Unknown to everything, I made my feet walk through that dusky lane.

Hoping to meet the same stranger again. 

And vanish the strangeness between us. But oh! All wishes are not wished to be fulfilled. Some have to show their nature by being merely the wishes and not a passing-by reality.

The creaking sound produced by my walk due to the dry leaves almost drowned the echo of my nervousness. I tried to keep all my innate feeling at bay for I feared they might overpower me. 

I found the same familiar trees, the same familiar wind but not that unfamiliar stranger. It became a mirage on my rusted  doors of  memories hoping to be remembered everytime I pass through that way.