Unseen Spaces A short story. #iambelonging #story #unseenspaces #tejaswiniaura #peopleandplaces #yourquote --------------------------- Unseen Spaces The winter sun streamed through the window in dust laden floating rays. The lone window belonged to the post office, right at the corner of the main street. Not to say that it was a decrepit place, it was shiny, spick and span with new counters and posters of all kinds announcing schemes plastered on the walls and boards. But the window was alone, alone it is misery, announcing itself to the world with those dust laden rays of a feeble sun. Where the dust came from, this our friend from across the street couldn’t seem to fathom, having come for getting a parcel out somewhere. Nevertheless, he continued to stare at the window waiting in line, as if it was his only way to escape from this room. Maybe his life was riddled with problems, or he was plain lazy. A day dreamer perhaps, who knows?
