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... narrow tight dark  street rather  wriggling  was   absolutely  lonesome  as far as one could see   like  a dead venomous reptile   unmoving yet its scary,  the night quietly moved into its second phase,  all around  complete  silence  was settled  surrounded with  more silence and  deep isolation,  on either sides towards the left and the right  oddly built  cottages lined up in rows,  revealing the condition of the residents 

The air was stifling,  the  stillness  so choking,  the lifelesness resided  suggestive  it was a colony for the dead and that he was walking through  a deserted  cemetery 

It was the Era before the arrival of internet and mobile phones  in fact  even before the television culture became increasingly important,  availabilty  of hundreds of channels   don't allow such deadly silences in localities 

Clad in faded worn out jeans and colorless t shirt  and quite  worn out pair of shoes,   pocket corner full of three pale notes of tenners,  a match box  half used, a couple of  twisted folded  cigarettes  besides  dirty checkered  handkerchief  and attitude of a royal  prince who couldn't care  a bit , he was then just thirteen,  lean thin dark complexioned  who found life irresistible