The Setting Sun

The Setting Sun

A Story by Anwesh

 The twilight even beckons me, I don’t know why? Who weeps in the corner does bother me again and again, but I prefer to keep silent. This is me who is an introvert. The black cloud cover has a silver lining. But is it life? I have always pondered over my existence. I am puzzled. Never mind, it is neither an autobiography nor a piece of fiction. It is a fact without any proof. A database without any figures. Walking down the lane of my life, I have realized just how far I have come. Looking back at what has happened, I pity myself. I blame my destiny because I was born. I pity the people around me as they have to bear my inconsequential presence. I curse my fate that keeps on pulling me. and I envy everyone in this world for leading a life better than mine. My life with each and every passing day is becoming more and more useless. I am breaking apart. The candle of my life is uneager to keep burning. My life has come a full circle. My life is still moving. Scene after scene. Looking at the window sill, I take the pen and rob it of its contents on a paper.

 

Is this the beginning of the end for me? Let’s just say that the process has started off. And it won’t be long before it finishes off. I have no goals to look forward to. No destination to reach, am wandering around without any aim, hoping to find that one thing that will keep me on the hunt and will make me live that one more day. But my end is inevitable lest it takes a day or a decade to come. I believe in the present. Because what has gone by cannot be changed and what is coming is yet to be seen. So why waste your time pondering over any of the two?

 

I still await the silver lining. Slowly and steadily the sky of my mind is getting covered with thoughts. Thoughts about what I was able to give you in my lifetime. I guess I wasn’t able to provide you one second of happiness. That you can remember me by. My dreams are shattered. My world is getting broken apart in front of me. But I am helpless. I have done what was necessary in my life. I need not live anymore.

 

 

© 2009 Anwesh


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Anwesh
Anwesh

Kolkata, India



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Hmm, anwesh literally means 'searching for true love'.. :P Ok, let's not get into who she is and all that.. Live in the City of Joy and enjoying school life.. Interests range from movies to muzik to s.. more..

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