"Damn", he cursed as the ear-plugs dropped out of his ears. They don't fit too well in my ears, he thought.
The chirping of the birds in the garden he jogged filled the air. It was as if they were all summoning the morning and embracing the first rays with their voices. The sound of laughters of elderly who had gathered for their morning laughter club regime blended well into the affable sounds of the bells on the kids' cycles. There were various "Good Morning"s floating in the air from the other joggers.
He picked up the fallen earplug and thrust it back in his ear to stop the noise around and for some peace while jogging.
The chirping of the birds in the garden he jogged filled the air. It was as if they were all summoning the morning and embracing the first rays with their voices. The sound of laughters of elderly who had gathered for their morning laughter club regime blended well into the affable sounds of the bells on the kids' cycles. There were various "Good Morning"s floating in the air from the other joggers.
He picked up the fallen earplug and thrust it back in his ear to stop the noise around and for some peace while jogging.
Delicious irony there (as expressed by the title, too), Priyank! Beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteThanks! The bigger irony is that you find such people a few too many now a days.
DeleteYou kind of expect him to not put the ear plugs back. Meaning of peace has changed i guess...This can be developed into a bigger piece would like to read more.
ReplyDeleteHowever more descriptive I get about the beauty of surroundings, he would still put thr earplugs back. That's the harsh reality of our generation.
DeleteBeautiful satayar..
ReplyDeleteThanks Zalak!
DeleteI can totally relate to the jogger's sentiment! Well portrayed!
ReplyDeleteTo the joggers sentiment!!?? Well, to each their own meaning...
DeleteI need my silence too when I jog!!!!
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