Days of Grey

A Story by Navya Kashyap

A day well explained in words..

DAYS OF GREY

ONE MORE DAY PASSED...

Loving him was her habit...She never wanted to change. It was 18th of January 2017,Life been simply on a couch, Something tumbled along the siding, She opened her dewy eyes but nobody was there. She sat up and swung her legs over the couch and held her breath, She sobbed silently in a dark corner.. And slowly her mind was hibernating, you may call it both a concentration deficit or a over-concentration syndrome. Then the steady beam of light encompassed her, as the curtains parted a gap in the balcony window and For a moment she lost herself in the light. she could hear a lot of voices and was able to notice each of the element causing the noise outside as well as the inside. she could hear little childrens playing outside doing loud but mellow noises, & the ear splitting Traffics, there was also somebody calling some1.. every little sound she heard in or around the building were all merely irrelevant. She could hear even the dripping water noises which might be coming from the kitchen, but she didn't felt the need to investigate it at all!! There was constant noise everywhere But nothing could alter her state of mind..as there was a constant battle of the mind to hold to a thought that was there for a split second and then getting eternally lost into it; its easy to get caught up in its effects till the last millisecond. Now the physical environment seems quite safe and the threats shifted from external to internal. It was happening again.. those Which she had to left behind. She was already crammed with the weight of traumas. she was trying so hard to get the hell out. Once Been a Social butterfly.. now clipped her own wings. Far from everything..she cajole herself in her new world!! She don't wanted to talk to anyone, her friends getting disconnected but nothing mattered at this moment except her own company to her.. that’s all she could give herself!! she was trying to read quotes to relax, & yeah it was really nice reading to it, she read endless of astrology and daily horoscopes, She interpreted each of her dream that she saw a night before with a hope of a good signal, She googled for almost every solution to her problem and that was Insane. In a nutshell, she did everything to be called a psychopath But nothing was effecting in a good way but in the practical world it was the scream inside that all she could feel.. She couldn’t escape from the reality that she have to face the harsh reality that she never wanted to face. Its not easy to adorn thorns on your eyelids.. All she could see was her broken paradigm of life.

Where should we find The Moments of happiness when Time isn't giving any sign and when the fate crumbles in your hand without any reason..

What a habit of living have we made, that we have taken these unreasonable loans. But where could we go away from accidents and uncertainty. Now that we have survived the breaking point of our Life, and walked from the the strength of happiness to the tunnel of weakness.. we accepted our mistakes,now that we have defeated our weaknesses, it’s okay!! So promise you'll find the strength and find yourself dancing when you will reach at the end of the tunnel. Hear the sound of yourself worth writing down.. all across this empty town. As everyone has a story ..as everyone goes through something that had changed them completely or may be built them for a better YOU Because every different level of your Life demands a different you.

"Life is crooked ... but only some people know how to find peace in that crooked life." Lets Do it :)