Sometimes there were no explanations because the things that were meant to be comprehended had long lost their value and people who were likely to have any sense of understanding had left their paths and accompanied others to doom. So to allow myself apprehend the abhorrence of past events, I close my eyes. I am amazed by the complexity of the moment. Scattered and dark, they fill my mind space and the shutters of my eyes are forced open, as I feel short of breath. Why does the past scare? If I ask this question, people may say that I have feared to move on. But, have they either? Have not their lives been also disgusted and choked by the weeds of the past? The answer though simple, is never known.
Tired by the gusty wind of events, I go to bed early in the hope that all pains, both physical and emotional, will sink within so that I can doze off for a warm sleep. But I do know that this will not happen. Because loneliness is no excuse for sleep, and neither is sleep an excuse for boredom. Tomorrow, all these words will appear useless because till then the mists of unawareness and the shadow of time would have deep penetrated my heart, plundering me of my desire to cling on to this situation. But did not I, myself want to run from where I stand today.
Running into things does not give us peace and nor does finding solutions, in this case. The need is to accept, acknowledge and acquaint the moment. And so, I open my eyes, get up, lazily stretch my body and funnily again creep back into my bed for a sleep.
Was this gesture of my mine important? Others including me will obviously say, NO. But things always do not need to be directed by right or wrong. Sometimes their occurrence is necessary beyond any justification and their importance though of no value, flips our facial muscles from an ‘n’ to ‘u’. This power cannot be underestimated.
Sleep as long as you can, in peace not in fetters. My cell phone beeps in the tone of a good night message. Will it be a good night? May be or maybe not. But it is night and I need to sleep.
I did sleep like a king. I’m a little concerned about the kind of sleep kings have. Should I be ashamed of this concern? Bah! Who cares!!