To Remember...A Story by JibinIs there anything more sweeter than reality...Of course, I walk through this way everyday. For me, it has felt that something constantly changing in this very way. Yet today too! Something seems wrong... Why it is all seems like a hell? Is this day have I waited for. Or is this again going to end up like semicolon? Why does this black pavement always resemble my mind? Is that white flowers look so sad today..?I don't know, But beyond my imagination, an insane feeling lied under the mist.... I saw something moving up there, slowely breaking down the mist... "What's that?" I asked my self. Oh! That is not something, that is a girl, with a cute smile on her face. "Not a mere girl.” ,the words in my mind… "Then of course, why it's not everything???" I know her, I see her everyday, and walking, and chatting, talking, and she is living up there. But , now, why does her smile feels so harsh...??? Harsh!!!? No, it is not harsh; it is so crucial, purely crucial.! In which my eyes are not worthy to see, and my heart is incapable to cure it… To where, those eyes staring at? Are they looking at me.?! No, not at me, I know those were addictive to the emptiness of street and smiled to the unseen recovery of beauty in it... Is she noticed me, at least my presence at the corner of the street, i don't think so... Then why does that face becoming expressionless, "Is that rage on my face...?" The answers are fading... She kept walking towards me, no, not towards me her destiny is to elsewhere... Now, i see, she is no more far away from me... "Is my hand frozen now...?" I checked out, no not only my hands I am totally frozen, in which my tears were not let to scroll down!!! "Is there anything I missed.?” I doubted myself... "What is that?" I searched, have I lost myself? "No, not myself, my heart also..." Is my heart there, is it beating??? I raised my hands to the chest, Yeah it is there, and of course, it is beating, it is not beating, no it is not..? It is confused and beaten up like jazz drum on the pop show!!! "What is going on ahead..?" Why I could not even figure out this!!! The words and language only fails at such situation to tell about some of the feelings.... Just like the empowering words from the dreams to reality, something forced me to talk to... However, what do I do, when my head went like a blank page.! Nothing was written, nor for to think... Words keep slipped out in to somewhere, in to the mind!!! "No, I could not talk, even a single word." But I know, I must talk!!! However, this hardening, beat less heart with creeping pain to the words making me cold, and pulling me back into the lonely street.... And what I do, when my feelings only left me to watch this, and when my heart leave me alone to suffer this.... Cursing to the feelings, I just watched her, walking away, fading to somewhere, less to the hope of a clash again...
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10 Reviews Added on May 18, 2011 Last Updated on July 20, 2011 AuthorJibinIndiaAboutWell, about me!!!! He he he... :) I'm Jibin from India., i'm just 18 years old guy. Always trying to figure out myself, and to find some joy from this f*****g life.... :( But the question is t.. more..Writing
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