Disturbed

There was an old man who never slept at night. I saw him often from my room, I recognized him but didn't know him.

I used to see a flickering light in his room, it disturbed me and didn't let me sleep. I wanted to shout 'could you turn off the light' but never did.

My sister got married and I shifted to her room. I never saw him again; now all I get to see is a closed window with broken glass. I wonder where he's gone? Previously, the open window disturbed me and now it's the closed one.From Guest Contributor Preeti Singh

Preeti is a french language interpreter and a media professional who is engaged in writing short films and playing characters for tv series.