November 20, 2010

Deja vu

It’s quite sunny day.
The voice of seagulls sailing on the blue sea water and nothing else.
I am lying on a wooden deck. There is a girl sleeping with support on me. I don’t recognize her. She is wearing white skirt and translucent shirt. I wonder who the girl is?.. But I am feeling so dizzy that I nothing is coming in properly. My vision is not clear but the fragrance is familiar so familiar that it’s already engraved in my brain but it’s not coming out. Her head is just on my face. I don’t move a bit or I can’t. I lie there just wondering who she is.
And the girl opens her eyes. 
How can I forget your fragrance? It’s you only staring eagerly at me... 
And ask: 
"Do you still love me the same?"
I feel so unstoppable to answer... 
But something is stopping me and a voice from inside comes ‘isn’t this a dream?’ cause we had broken up already a long ago. And the dream comes crumbling down. 
I realize each moment we had together and the pain of parting with you. I get up and it’s the same place. Same from the dream; same sea, same deck but there is no you. It’s only me and me alone. I stand up from the bed and light a fag in anger or hesitation or whatever it was I don’t remember. 
I walk down the stairs. My friends have already woken up because I could listen in their voices. I come near and suddenly I see you. I gather myself as I am shocked seeing you. Someone ask me to go have shower cause we were going somewhere out. The water is cold and sweet. I put my under it and try to gather the glimpses of the dream again and ask myself 

"Was it really a dream? Were you there?.."

We go out. It is chaotic yet wonderful street. Lot of bright colors. Seemed like some South Asian typical street. All the friends are there but I don’t recon any of them. The faces are same hazy as they were in the dream. I am all trying to get your attention but you don’t seem getting that.

You were trying some earrings in the market and the reflection through the mirror of the ring caught me and I see you so divine. Everything stops, it’s you, your wonderful smile and your hair swirling into the wind. I forget all the pain I had to pass through cause of loneliness. Oh god! I love it.

We come back to the accommodation. We are having drinks at the same wooden deck in front of the sea. I try to search for you but you are not there. It’s getting dark. Lot of talks drinks and smoke. 
2-3 friends bring candles only source of light glowing the entire ambience. 
Again al bright colors but they seem so colorless. And then you appear wearing the same white skirt, translucent shirt which I dreamed about. 
You come besides me and all the noises of laughing useless discussions go silent. Its only waves candles, aroma and you.. Oh! That fragrance with your glow. You sit beside me taking my support. That aroma from your wet curly hair.. Can’t forget that it’s still anchored into my mind…

Now there is nobody apart from us. It’s just you, me and the entire witness white moon, twinkling stars, sea, deck. You sleep on my shoulder. Your eyes are closed. My hand is journeying through the curls your hair. Like a piece of log into the sea waves. 
Then suddenly you open your big beautiful eyes and ask me with water in your eyes and ask me

“Do you still love me the same?” 

this I want to answer without any hesitation but something is pulling me. And there is suddenly too much disturbance. I can’t hear my own voice. 
And I suddenly realize it’s the alarm which is trying to break us apart. I wake up in my own bed in my own house. I gather myself and go for a shower and under the sprout I ask myself again 

“Was it really a dream?”

October 18, 2010

The Fallen

You feel you are in a race where you are running well and keeping up with all your competitors. You feel you are doing enough to keep up in the race. 

What it is?.. Is it a race or a war?.. Whatever it is but it’s not ending.. You feel you are going round and round in one course. And suddenly you get stuck by something hard. You start falling behind from the race. Like a diminishing star from top of the sky.

There seems no direction, at one point you feel you are in a jungle where lot of things are happening but you can’t be a part of that and you are left in a desert of your own world where all the lights are pale. There seems nothing left which you can feel for.

You feel you are Jack Dawson of ‘The Titanic’ who got sunk into water even after getting everything. The tragedy here is you are not dead yet.. You are kept alive. You are there to suffer the pain. You are not even breathing.
Your actions are not coming out, your mind is working but your body is just functioning like machine not under your control. You seem to have gone into hibernation. Outside activities does neither affect nor you affect them.. It’s like you are in a glass box where you can see them but can’t affect. Here nothing but reflections of your scream is bouncing back. And they are also slowly diminishing…

Everything seems to have paused…

The night is falling. It is getting dark.. 

You feel you are in Antarctica in the night of winter.. Deserted and left alone.. Fallen behind.. You go numb..

Winds from pitch dark cold horizon blows horribly to freeze your bones stone dead.. No warmth or point of light come to vision..

And in this grave of silence you start thinking….