Dedications : To Subhamoy and etc [They stand by me in their own ways]
It was a moonlit evening.
I was walking on the road.
The road was empty.
Winds have just ceased.
I was the only one there.
Walking on the road of life,
I found pebbles lying along it.
I picked them up.
Some were strange, some common.
Some colorful,some blunt.
I kept those which I liked.
They were the only precious things I have.
Throughout the way to my unknown destination,
Stars only being my companion,
I will keep picking up the pebbles.
