How would it feel to watch your own self fade away?? While you happily watch the world who were once with you, by your side, in the same race, move ahead… all one by one, embracing lives, they just pass by you by while you stay where you had been for years… a dark hell of your own which you call “paradise”… and simply fade away from this universe silently, passively as if you never existed. The world forgets or probably is forced to overlook your existence.
Sometimes it is better that way – to forget, not to remember what it was like to have known you… to have spent those 2 minutes with you…
Sometimes it is better to cross by you with out recognizing the face and the brilliance that once could have set the world ablaze.
You simply rust, burn up and keep sinking deeper into this dim haven as if you were from another planet, you make your own fake world – one that’s full of lies, self disgust, depression, torture, anguish and only dark clouds…
And yet all that you had was all that one could ever dream of…
And yet all that you let fade…
Like a fictional being standing at the centre of a busy highway of life with none of the passers able to touch you …
I realized at some point in my life that it is difficult to control an extremely sharp and intelligent mind. And that’s precisely the current situation…
To have known such a mind was luck… to have seen it fading away is pain… and to have tried to control it was foolishness and love… Love with all its stupidities ever dares to do the impossible tasks even knowing its miserable fate.
And maybe some day all that will be left will be your absence, and this ever going race… the world full of people who had once known you… some very precious moments … silent tears and smiles and my helplessness and despair.
Till then,
Enlighten me with your pain…
I have sailed the crimson river time and again!!!
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