Unspekable Thouts

A Screenplay by Musa Altahir

3 o'clock in the morning, the sky is clear that you can even realise stars as pieces of glitter thrown in a vast extended dark cloth. Standing in the middle of eternity alone, no sounds are heard but the sound of a grasshopper comes from one of the corners of the universe, he felt as a god of a Greek myth. Rose his head up, inhaled a mixture of memories, closed his eyes on a remaining picture of wonderful moments that passed one day and for ever with no promises of coming back once again, then, opened them on stars twinkling like an old dear friend's laughter, and finally exhale to the thousand time what he can never express, yet it feels hot.
A cloud of pain started to warn his eyelid about the thunder to come, a storm strikes within and never has he got the right way to reveal it. Never to let go of things as they should be, he tried the best that could ever be to verbalise that moment's feeling, but all his attempts proved a complete failure, as well as all the approaches to allegory.
Then and only then he caught sight of incompatibility of man's imaginations and abilities.
Words are known of chilling speakers all around the globe and cannot disclose what's really storming inside, yet man has no other options but silence and a stunning look on two widely opened eyes, that reflecting an inside world as same as an outer one, but a lost mean of describing it.