Night is the time of silence. When all the noises of traffic, horns, loud music, people talking, machines buzzing are consumed by the darkness. People retire to their homes after the daily toil of their work. ‘Sonder’ is the the word which always comes to my mind when I start thinking about night and people. Sonder is a beautiful word which means or it is rather a realization that, each random passerby is living a life as vivid and as complex as our own. We don’t know each other, which don’t have faintest idea of what the next person does for living. We never bother about problems he is facing, the emotions she is hiding, the burden of expectations someone is facing and what not. We all are so engrossed in our lives, so busy in our own ways that we seldom stop to ponder over non-trivial matters around us.

And in the hustle bustle of the city, a new day begins and the spinning wheel is set to motion again. At the end of the day, some have found themselves while some have lost themselves into the realms of citylife. These are thoughts which gather up in my mind when I look up at the city lights.