took a deep breath. dreams had stopped coming to him. he knew soon he had to get off . bus stopped and he managed to pull himself out on a derserted street with no address known to him. all he knew , it was the last stop before the bus is out of service for the .
all he needs to do now is wander around on feet under the twinkling stars and moon light. walking was the only transport when every one sleeps the night. off to the destination ; which even he has not thought of. may be some village or city tomorrow or colud be completely different continent. journey continues...
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