Ethereal

  I don’t cry. I just let the swelling fire meet the calm ocean. Rest of it follows.This message is to the one whom I used to identify as myself. Me,was a timid and shy teen who was too afraid to let the words in himself articulate through his voice. And, to make things worse I did not have what it takes to converse swiftly with my opposite gender. Well, I definitely did not possess the art of conversing with strangers or people I met for the first time either. So, all in all this is me as you may know me and I too do. What you may not know is the way I feel things. I feel things very deeply. Deep as the height of Mariana trench. Like the depth where even light feigns ignorance. And, I consider it to be a curse I am bewitched with most of the time when my heart is gashed with burning wounds. I had complains about how people wake up with different feelings everyday and choose a new path in their life. But, I have come to embrace the fact that the change is the only non-changin...

Walking the length of the way to enjoy my own company in a dark winter evening is always fun as it ought to be. The December snow always keeps its promise of being oddly satisfying. I open the creaky main door and step outside. Shiver ricochet inside of me. I pull my coat tighter and lightly tread forward. The bare silence of the vicinity is now the crunching sound of my boots as I move forward on the snow. Traipsing through the snow, a gentle chilly breeze slowly and sadistically pierces the skin on my face. I reposition my scarf to cover my face still liking the sting of it and keeping my stride. After a while, I reach the salvaged wooden bench and offer myself a snowy seat to enjoy the misty sunset even though the sun is covered amidst the icy clouds. I watch the unholy mixture of whites and greys around me. My breath turns to fog every time I breathe. In front of me was a skyline-silver lake. My eyes run through the ripples on the surface of the lake to its very end, my min...

Heavy grey clouds suffocated the sky, concealing the daylight as unforgiving rain filled the world below. Bright flashes of lightning topped with startling thunderbolts. The nature was resonating with my deep self. The only difference was that the nature was expressive but I was too conscious to let it out.  The riveting emotions were intensifying with each passing heartbeat. I was feeling blue and the color I could see was a dusky black as if it were a bleak mid-winter prying into my soul. The internal friction would never end.  Nevertheless, I summed up my courage and left for Grace's place in my car. The rain was dripping heavily. People were walking on the street under their umbrella. People who were visionary and cheerful, people who just had started experiencing life, people who met a dead end in their life and going through an existential crisis, people who still had hope of making through everything and more. Multitude of people sharing the same street yet di...