That was a scary night. I was roaming alone on the street. The town was in deep silence. The residents of the town were in deep sleep and might be roaming in their charming dreams. The darkness became sharper. I came across the street park, where the statue of a renowned leader had inaugurated just few days ago. I entered the park, several lights of the park were broken, hence half of the park was dark. I sat on a bench near the water fountain. The water of the fountain was still flowing. Suddenly I noticed a poster pasted on the fountain's boundary wall. It's maximum ink had swept away, however I can read the text printed on it. It was about a fundamental course for government competitive exam. I withdrew my intention from the poster and again sat down on the bench. This time I got lost into the several striking thoughts, which is called as Dementia by people. Suddenly, I heard a sound and opened my eyes. For a moment I was bewildered and confused; and finally realised that it was a dream!
(Dedicated to my friend Palash, to whom I used to share several striking thoughts during the college session)
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