Otherside

This road is muddy,
it has all the memories-
one top of another.
every sound takes you to somewhere.
No.
I shouldn't be going through this again.
I went back.

Started on the other road.
Clean. 
Not even a bird demanding your attention.
I felt little lonely.
Silence started torturing me.
No.
I went back.

While starting on the other road again,
the security man said.
" The ride is over sir"