Darkness in DEEP

At times there are little surprises and little pains,

Drooping down alone in the hasty rain.

As I forego the shores of peace,

I stand aghast in pain.

Will you never come back?

Accepting the fact is tough indeed,

Weird questions come in mind,

Jealousy creeps in the inner soul.

But still it seems,

There is nothing but trauma,

Peace boggling around,

It features low to raise me.

Raising me from the grounds,

It stands to look at the tears,

That seems to be nothing,

But the inner view!!

I object your absence,

I know you can’t hear Pa,

But at times it’s so difficult,

To be without you in the oceans,

Of the restlessness,

Of the soul.

In the gleaming DARK...

Scourging down went my deep thoughts when I was sitting by the glistening stream. I looked at the blue horizon that seemed to be so vast that I was lost within. The darkness slowly started surrounding me as the Earth seemed to run at the end of the day.

One-Two-Three... it goes on.  The glitters were engraved by HIM on the face of the sky. I wondered why the sky doesn’t get depressed when it is wrapped in dark of the night. I saw those little stars that were the signs of hope in the darkness of the sky.

As I was engrossed in my thoughts, I felt the vastness of the sky. The never-ending sky doesn’t feel proud even since at the end of the day the immense blue is also lost in the blackness of night.

I kept on wondering while night slowly started wrapping me in its folds. With the night falling by, I felt that soothing effect it had on my soul. I dint wanted to feel the dark when I felt those little stars glittering on the sky. I felt the repose of the night in self. 

Darkness is the part of the day. Without the feel of darkness there can never be the feel of light.  When the rays of the sun hit the surface of Earth, everything seems to glow.

The dark shawl of night engulfs the creature of the Earth while at dawn suddenly brightness enthrals every little creature.

We transverse the path from day to night that means daily we travel from the darkness to the hope of dawn. But when we are faced with the blackness of life, we go for the option `QUIT’ rather than standing against all odds and fighting the way out.

Without sadness there can be no meaning to happiness, without anger there can be no love and without a fight there can be no light.

Pondering over the past may create a frustration or may create an instinct to fight against all existing odds.

We, ourselves are the inspiration. Since childhood we are traveling from the immaturity of a child and we are at the verge of becoming old and some day we will become older and then oldest.

Every incident has added something to life. It may be a lesson, an experience, a touch of knowledge and much more. Life is enriching because it has its own way of teaching things.

But still when in life we come across the little troubles, our breath heave. Anxiously we try to solve the problems within a tinge of time that probably creates a mess.

Acceptance is more important than declaration. What we forget is that the patience rewards.

We forget the childhood lessons that have often taught us how patience, innocence, honesty and truthfulness create a path to travel into life.

Darkness is a primary phase of life. It will pass away as the seasons, reasons and inhibitions. Starting from any point and reaching where the mind takes is all about the life. The soul and brain clings on to support in every little thing we try to do to travel towards the dawn of life.

Moving towards DAWN...a Beginning

I searched here and there. I looked over the horizon to the melting blue of the sky. What does my heart searches for? I think it searches `YOU’. The presence of YOU is so important that it doesn’t matter who is there or who will not be there. I miss you Dad.

 

Suddenly I am lost again and find no meaning to any act that is going around me again and again. I see you in dreams, innumerable time. But my dream seems to end as I open my eyes to find you. Why is it I am just desperate to get you and still find myself lost again and again?

I drift from the shore to find you and then I rise again to fight back that monstrous past and it seems to be so huge that I stand as tiny fellow in front of it.

But if I really feel that I need to fight him back and stare at that big demon that tries to hold me. It wrenches me and just blows me off to distance away from my immigration.

I was haunted by the black, huge hands that rose to melt me and crumble me down into that gruffness that made me stiff. I felt my neck getting stiffened as he gasped me so hard that I could even not breathe. He clenched my throat and just pinned me down.

I was pressurized by the fluttering birds whose chirps made me realize that I am still alive. I could not even breathe but I knew somewhere that I was still breathing. A hope in disguise of the air melt in my breathe as I tried to stand back and fight them.

I saw some familiar faces. They were not of my family though. My whole family was moaning except the three people who looked at me in despair. They wanted to help me but just couldn’t think how they can help me. Even my pals were standing at far. I couldn’t read their expression.

I was getting tired as I could feel that the expectations were rising high and even there was mocking audience who did nothing except jeering at me in disgust. As I was getting more and more exhausted, the more proud the demon looked. He looked and laughed at me. I was lost.

Suddenly I saw a tiny, thin boy coming towards me. He stood close by and watched me with tearful eyes. Those eyes did nothing but beckoned me to fight back that demon of past. I tried to raise my hand to pound him back. But it was all in vain.

He lifted me up and threw me on the sands with more force. I tried to feel the sand but I felt my head dizzying off and it felt heavy, very heavy. I cried loud out of pain. I found the little boy still standing for me.

I couldn’t even lift my head to see the black living thing moving around me. I felt the pains & strains all over my body. As I was about to get senseless, I heard a frail voices from far off. It was coming from another fat girl and a boy with specs shouted the most along with the feeble fellow.

I thought, “Was they cheering at me?” or “Are they jeering at me?”

Some kind of magical effect happened. I could not feel the pains. I felt to fight back again. I felt those were some cheers that were only for ME. The monster of past have pinned me down. I decided to rise back and fight.

I threw a handful of sand on his face. I struck him hard on his face. He lost his sight for few minutes & his nose started bleeding.

He caught me and threw me into the dungeons of past that were dark and cold. I tried to regain my senses. There was a small opening and a beam of light washed my face. I could hear faint voices of the three kids who stood by me. But this time there was a dusky voice that woke me up. I crawled through that opening out in the light again.

I found the owner of the dusky voice was little, fat & dark girl. She was bellowing the most. She even started challenging the giant on my behalf.

Those words, those cheers made me to stand up again. I was prepared to fight back again. I fought with the beast of past. He submerged in the ocean of the tears again and again. I fought back. There was dark and then again the new dawn struck the sand and it turned into golden. The glazing sun and the cheers made me to pull the demon down to feet. I won. I moved on where my dreams awakened.