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the peace of the night.

It is so calm viewing the night sky from the terrace of my home. I can only see the half-moon with no other bright light in the black sky. There are no clouds to give the grey shade to the sky. Of course, the other lights that glow comes from homes underneath the sky.  No noise comes from those homes and the flats of the apartments. they reflect just the light glow. For the amount of time I was there, I couldn't even see a person around. For most of the people, it's that time of the day when they come back from their work, have dinner with the family and have little fun, relaxing their minds from the mess they faced today and prepare themselves for a similar day, the next day. The working class of people might have finally got the time to spend good time with their kids, the older ones spend this time sitting in an open area, reflecting upon the lives they have lived so far. The little ones might have finally got time to finish their homework and prepare for the tests and assignments ahead. For lovers, isn't this the only time to share their life with each other? 

Even thinking everything combined makes me feel so peaceful.

Well, that was on what it looked outside and maybe, just at night, on nights when I take my earphones off from the lecture or my eyes off the screens, or on the other nights when I am not tired enough to get out of the bed to just for the sake of being out, on the nights when I happen to take some time out from the rush of the life.

I wish things were as easy as reading a good novel, sitting on the couch by the window and a coffee. It feels awesome to be in the novel and at intervals, keep getting the views from outside the window.

 Pure Escapism!

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