Gravity

Was it me? Or Was it you? Or was I suffering from a hallucination? You univocally looked like a shining diamond.Puzzled by your aura I stared at you for a while. A bit ashamed and afraid of getting caught by your eyes, I looked back at my computer screen. Brightness on my screen was nothing compared to light radiating from the body. I closed my eyes for a while to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming. I opened my eyes, I was still breathing oxygen and you were still giving light to this earth. I looked away, everyone looked so much like a mortal human being in front of you. And you seemed like a source providing life to the world. Like you were having a conversation with angles which took no interest in weed, but only paid attention to the purest of pure soul. You looked so absorbed in your own world, yet so alert. So full of life and knowledge yet demanded no attention. 

You picked up a piece of paper from the table and looked at it. You looked like you were radiating your light to the paper. And suddenly your surroundings were lit up by the spark of your electro �" magnetic energies. At that moment I knew you were different. Different from rest of us. Struggling hard not to gather attention from the world. You were busy deceiving the world. 

Gravity has it’s own pull. Attracting each and everything towards itself. The way each particle attract every other particle with a force which is directly proportional to the product of their masses and inversely proportional to the square of the distance between them. You were attracting me with a force that is directly proportional to the product of your silence and inversely proportional to the square of me trying to understand the complexity within you.