Crackling sparks from the fireplace on a rainy night like tonight brought familiar memories from the past and present. The warmth was comforting on a cold night. It showed that universe had answers to the questions that the world posed.
Light had darkness. Rains had summers. Seas had still waters.
Only... Time never knew when light became dark. When the summer blooms got drenched in water. And when the life of the sea waves got engulfed by the ocean.
As she was sipping on a steaming mug of coffee, a lone tear left her right eye. In her usual posture, her face always fell slightly to her right like the squint in her left eye. Slightly. As the sip of coffee hit her gut, she stumbled into the memories that were getting burnt in the fire.
"Your squint- it looks lovely on your face".... She smiled.
"Come here- come closer, everyone deserves a hug to make their day better".. She was awkward.
"Coffee?".. She was shy.
"Donuts?".. She fell off her chair.
Or the time when he nursed her back to health after a bout of a 25 year old illness. Or the time when.. well- they had time.
And then the day came when it eventually became night. The dark and chilly night never gave way to anything else. He started rising in front of her eyes- what joy!!! She was most happy when he finally tried to get what he always wanted. She dreamed of his dream; She walked his path. Happily.
The sun that rose eventually set on her side of the world. He became so busy it didnt matter if it was day or night. Dark or light. East or West. Here or there.
To him, the rise mattered. To her, his rise mattered. Suddenly, her demise became oblivious. Some changes are best ignored. Some changes are best left by themselves.
The warmth of the fire place was no more warm. It reminded her of another time. A time that eventually became painful to deal with it. She woke up with the same darkness that matched her skin. With the same squint that didnt match left eye with the right. She slowly walked towards the closet and brought each item that she lovingly preserved all these years.
There was a sudden energy furor in the fire. It started screaming loudly through the chimney. A painful moan that only she could hear. And yet the whole universe was silent.
Silence filled the room finally. What was left were the grey ashes.
And nothing else. And nothing else. And nothing else.
Light had darkness. Rains had summers. Seas had still waters.
Only... Time never knew when light became dark. When the summer blooms got drenched in water. And when the life of the sea waves got engulfed by the ocean.
As she was sipping on a steaming mug of coffee, a lone tear left her right eye. In her usual posture, her face always fell slightly to her right like the squint in her left eye. Slightly. As the sip of coffee hit her gut, she stumbled into the memories that were getting burnt in the fire.
"Your squint- it looks lovely on your face".... She smiled.
"Come here- come closer, everyone deserves a hug to make their day better".. She was awkward.
"Coffee?".. She was shy.
"Donuts?".. She fell off her chair.
Or the time when he nursed her back to health after a bout of a 25 year old illness. Or the time when.. well- they had time.
And then the day came when it eventually became night. The dark and chilly night never gave way to anything else. He started rising in front of her eyes- what joy!!! She was most happy when he finally tried to get what he always wanted. She dreamed of his dream; She walked his path. Happily.
The sun that rose eventually set on her side of the world. He became so busy it didnt matter if it was day or night. Dark or light. East or West. Here or there.
To him, the rise mattered. To her, his rise mattered. Suddenly, her demise became oblivious. Some changes are best ignored. Some changes are best left by themselves.
The warmth of the fire place was no more warm. It reminded her of another time. A time that eventually became painful to deal with it. She woke up with the same darkness that matched her skin. With the same squint that didnt match left eye with the right. She slowly walked towards the closet and brought each item that she lovingly preserved all these years.
There was a sudden energy furor in the fire. It started screaming loudly through the chimney. A painful moan that only she could hear. And yet the whole universe was silent.
Silence filled the room finally. What was left were the grey ashes.
And nothing else. And nothing else. And nothing else.
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