The Listless Shoe
A listless shoe, right in the middle of a bustling street. There are some who kick it and laugh as they walk by, there are some who shrink away from it. And then there are those who just stand in a corner and watch.
The listless shoe.
I am trying to figure out the story behind it. Who’s feet did it protect from blisters? Or did it protect any feet at all? Did it bite? Did it make a clippity clop sound? Did it see only the grime covered streets that it’s abandoned in now or were there better days?
I imagine a pair of caring hands wiping it with a cloth before putting some black shoe polish. I imagine a closet where the shoes would rest after a weary day. I imagine frequent visits to the cobbler and perhaps also to social gatherings… I wonder if some one misses it…
The listless shoe… in the middle of a bustling street.
- Neha
Akshat says:
The crests and troughs on the waves of time. Beautiful.
May 22nd, 2007 at 03:31 pm
Ashish says:
dont force creativity ..it will come out very plastic and disconnected …you either have it or you don’t ..this was forced …don’t do it ….
May 23rd, 2007 at 08:54 pm
Neha says:
Hmmm… Point noted. But just wanna know… don’t do what? Write? That wud be like cutting off my air supply. Can’t do that my friend… not even to please u!
May 23rd, 2007 at 10:13 pm
AKshat says:
I’m no literary guru, but I liked this post. May be cuz i somehow feel lost these days, just like the shoe
Anyway, waiting for your next one.
June 15th, 2007 at 08:52 am
abhishek sahay says:
simple and lucid…lovely
February 18th, 2008 at 10:21 pm