{"id":3906,"date":"2023-07-27T17:00:00","date_gmt":"2023-07-27T11:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/?p=3906"},"modified":"2023-07-27T09:07:09","modified_gmt":"2023-07-27T03:37:09","slug":"through-the-highway-with-the-radio-on","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/?p=3906","title":{"rendered":"Through the Highway with the Radio On"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

The speed meter sprinted without turning back.
The seat belt held me firmly on to the grey seat.
I kicked off a ride with no way of turning back.
I tuned on the stereo to keep up with the beat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n


Through the highway with the radio on I sensed,
An unusual loneliness creeping into my heart.
The streetlights flashed, flickered and flippered,
On to my eyes as giant lighthouses far apart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n


The radio made me walk past the dark lanes,
In my dull life, first playing a light nursery rhyme.
I recounted how bad I\u2019ve been cutting schools.
Books were bitter gourds which tasted gruesome.<\/p>\n\n\n\n


The radio made me stride past the patchy roads,
In my sulky life, secondly playing a romantic song.
I reminisced how mad I\u2019ve been playing with girls.
Cigars and drinks were divine which held me long.<\/p>\n\n\n\n


The radio made me stride past the narrow paths,
In my gloomy life, thirdly playing a trendy hip-hop,
I remembered how sad I\u2019ve been messing with kids.
Family and spouse duties were not on my list\u2019s top.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The radio made me glide past the muddy ways,
In my moody life, finally playing a calm melody.
I started to rethink, whether to relive the days,
Or start fresh like new ray of sun as a remedy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n


\u201cNo stopping or turning\u201d was the only sign board,
I saw in this lonely highway as I reached the end.
I quitted the highway and steered to a new yard.
To bid hello to a new journey, sans any rewind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Rear of car driving on highway in the forest with mountain on gloomy at Banff national park<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The speed meter sprinted without turning back.The seat belt held me firmly on to the grey seat.I kicked off a ride with no way of turning back.I tuned on the stereo to keep up with the beat. Through the highway with the radio on I sensed,An unusual loneliness creeping into my heart.The streetlights flashed, flickered […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":77,"featured_media":3908,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false},"categories":[192,193],"tags":[4,63,74,71,196,195,65],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3906"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/77"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3906"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3906\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3909,"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3906\/revisions\/3909"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3908"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3906"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3906"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.gavel.cmb.ac.lk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3906"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}