Tuesday, February 24, 2009

A Dream, a Change...

When you actually feel its been a while since you blogged, when you force your mind to think, when you force your body to shutdown into a deep slumber, when you have nothing else to do, you write or rather dream of writing, result is what i have here...

As always, thanks to the world for giving me so much of things to write about... I can never run out of issues :)

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With the down pour of a beautiful rain and the fresh scent of wet sand, something was missing all of a sudden – Me! I searched and searched out in the balcony where I had danced all along, out of the building where I had always been and out in every possible corner I could normally hide. But I hadn’t chosen to hide. I found myself sitting alone in the rain, drenched, yet smiling on the lush green lawn, facing the mighty mountains. Only I could hear the faint music of rain that I always liked dancing to, only I could feel the chillness of the place hit my face, only I could feel that I had them all.


I loved it there. The rain was too good to me. It left me to myself, smiled at me and let me hide myself behind its miraculous droplets. I sat there counting each one of them as if they were the most precious gems on earth. I was too cozy to even stand up, I didn’t want to come out of this comfort- I was scared I would skid and more so because I have to catch myself if I did. I still claim that sitting there is the best thing I could do, and sit there swaying to that faint tune.


I swayed and swayed only when I heard a distant beep. It was 5 a.m., in my room, on my bed and the only beep I heard, that disturbance that excited me out of a realistic dream was the usual service message and I stared at it disappointedly for long till when I could sleep again.

2 comments:

Achilles said...

Good one!!

balasubramanian said...

Nice one..bt still felt it could have been better if had been a poem.