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A few months back the above photo had made the creative juices flow , it all started with this
post by Vivek ……………She stood in the balcony gazing far into the horizon. The expanse of
the river touched the sky at a far distance where the giant orange ball of fire was gradually
dissipating in the faint light. A crisscross of heavy metal girders at a distance obfuscated the
natural view of earth, water and sky merging in the late evening light. The shadow of the setting
sun played on the water, with its red circumference broken into several arcs of fire with the flow
of water.

She stood there for a time with a warm cup of coffee in her hand, eyes intently watching at the
bridge. Even with the reverie of thoughts playing in her mind, her ears were intently tuned to
listen to the sound of heavy metal wheels rolling on the iron rails and producing that familiar
sound, amplified by the iron structure of the bridge. Friday evening was yet to begin.

(To be continued……..or lets add words to it and try to complete … all are free to do so)

.... jog your memory or wait until the next issue for the twists and turns in the story