It occupied my mind as a sambhar wanders into Chandigarh city from the Sukhna lake area.

A deviant, and curious mind.

Like the only working bulb in the long row of street lights on a highway.

As if it is working overtime. Proud.
  • Non-opinionable.
  • Too important to be questioned.
  • As naked as a thought.
As if it merits a place in the cabinet some day.

Soon, the (wildlife) officials reached there, over powered it, and took it with them.

I wonder who was rescued.

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