No life in "Life"

Horrifying night had come to an end.

The rapacious storm has passed away.

Along with the bright Sun, Morning has arrived.

Trying to give solace and strength.

Fear, anxiety and apprehension have been eroded.

No anchor to hold on to those feelings anymore.

All that prevails now is morbid silence.

Last night, he was robbed of everything he had.

No wealth, no shelter, no food.

No fear, no greed, no malice.

No hope, no faith, no love.

He is just there, filling the void.

He feels nothing.

Nothing is left to hold him and make him stand.

Even if he stands, there’s nothing to compel him to go forward.

He’s just there; existing in a non-existent way.

Each day comes and passes by .Everything seems to be bad on any given day. Only when the day has been spent, the time has leaped forward, then the previous day feels good!

As time passes by, all that is left is memories.My life is completely mundane and grey. There’s no single room to peep in and find just one glimpse of a smile! So, my mind wanders through the memory lane in search of a smile. And to my utter astonishment, I find so many instances of past, that spreads a smile on my countenance. But here comes the Irony! In that particular instance of my past, I didn’t feel like smiling when I was actually living in that very moment.

As the sand seeps down the time glass, things worsen. And the "ok", "not so good", "not bad", "bad" Past seems to be very good now, as I am doomed to worst scenarios in my present state. Maybe today’s “worst” will look zillion times better when compared to tomorrow’s “worst”. So, don’t be gloomy or resentful today because today is much better than tomorrow.

Right at this instance, Hope simmers in the placid thoughts of my mind. This "Hope" gives me the hope that tomorrow will be a much better day. No! No! I don’t want this "Hope" because it makes my present, my today, very miserable. “Hope” strangles me in my present!!!

Musing

I want to dance.

Play the music.

It’s a beautiful day.

Serenity and calmness woven together…

Tranquility infused.

Void of thoughts.

Have sent my mind to have a nap.

Lazy afternoon is luring me.

From a distance, the gardener gives me a smile.

An honest smile. Wow.

The warmness feels good on my cold heart.

Wind is swaying as usual, playing with my hair.

My colleague waves at me as he passes by.

I love when people trust me.

I love colors.

I love standing on my tiptoe for long hugs.

I love food.

I love the fact that he still peeps into my dreams.

I love playing with kids.

I love my messy hair.

I love being in the very Being now.

I love being alive again.