My Ramblings

The city was shimmering when she looked down from the lighthouse. The lighthouse was a sacred place, maintained by the city but yet not open to the tourist. Neither had it been in the past. Only few had keys to the lighthouse. The lighthouse was amply situated at the top of the entry gate boasting of the grandeur alongwith the mighty walls and glimmering outrageously because of its exclusivity. “The city has a life of its own. It makes its own choices, chooses its own people. It breathes in people it likes and spits out the rest", the view had her mesmerized. "There is something to be learnt from this. Who says the walls are bad? Maybe keep population in check so help our country”, she said tapping the cigarette butt after a long drag. It was a cold night. And the air at that height must already be thin. It was his last day. She may not have been ready to take over but she was not going to miss out on any wise words coming from his trusted friend, confidante and me...

Why wouldn't you leave me alone?", I was about to burst into tears. My arms were caught in the choke-hold the black apparition-y thing had me in. They felt flail now. I was so tired. I didn’t want to fight anymore. No matter what I did, where I went I could feel a presence. A presence so subtle to evade everyone's eyes yet solid enough to make me turbulent. I had tried to rid it by jumping the lights, standing in the sun for hours. So, I knew it didn't want to kill me. Otherwise my methods would have kept its hands clean. I needed to get away to save my remains. I was not sure I was whole. A substance anymore. I tried going near the waters. But it didn't drown. Maybe I hike up to where oxygen dies. Otherwise, the only choice I had was to jump off the cliff. Who has ever caught up with the gravity? It wouldn’t. Nobody does. So, I tried the lesser of the both choices. The woods were calming my nerves. Fresh air had ruffled my hair and patted my cheeks a...