Faint Echoes…

The hallway echoes with footsteps…The rooms pregnant with dark silence, the chairs looking gloomy…a shadow of useful past.

One after another, the chatter fades away, the smiles wither and the warmth turns to cold, the boisterousness gives way to hollowness and despair.

A cherished history, the bonding memories are remembered in bitterness and anger…and the wind blows listlessly…willing for days gone by.

A hunger for fulfillment…a stirring for purpose  give winds to the sails…and they sail off into the sunset seeking for glory and never to look back.