My Ramblings

It’s always there looming around, The sadness perpetual It shadows me around. I always want it afar, into the abyss, Just a wish if it gets a little further. With a tap in the feet, and lunge in the shoulders. And I finally get to breathe a lil' better.   The adagio kicks the nerves, Starts with a totterin’ It merges into a jolt. It separates with the flail arms. A bad moonwalk figures in, Headbangs loosen up the tense nerves. The sweats finally drip down the icy bode. The deads don’t sweat so she’s alive.     The heat fuses the thinking neurons. She wants to live and splash water around. The pirouette shuns her mind, Because it shouldn’t walk around Unsupervised. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------                                               Pic Courtesy: sh...

She sat down at the door with a thump. Completely unconscious of where she was. If answered honestly, she would not recognise where she was, how she ended up there. I guess God is yet not the cruellest. Or may be her subconscious led her to his door. How much can a person really speculate about another person’s behaviour? Everyday drama must have pushed her to relinquish the control. The control was not helping in any way. She had been learning so much in so little time. Coping mostly. Loss of her mother, father shagging her childhood nanny and eventually forgetting to call his only daughter. They may have happened when she was a child, but the memories seemed imprinted on her mind even that day. Clear as sunshine. She had never been able to process them. Learnings which came at the time when there was nothing that tickled her nerves, excited her breaths. Even today she would smile all the time, laugh at the easiest jokes. She would accept the tedium of those jokes and yell,”They are ...