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Tuesday, 15 May 2012

Pain's All That Remains


Its Summer, but though irregularly enough, its been raining since last week. Its cold outside and inside, its more like a storm that I can't figure if feels cold, deadly cold or hot. Its a feeling that sleep won't come to me tonight. If anyone asks me what I want to do, I'd say I want to shut the door, remove the curtains and open the window. I want to turn the lights off and light a candle beside the window and stare at it until my eyes close.

And suddenly I am woken up out of these thoughts by the shouts and cries I hear in my neighbourhood. Its strange how I've never failed physically though I feel like a storm emotionally. I get up, walk up to the balcony and I now regret coming here. The cries are so unbearable to ears that I can almost have an idea of how it must be paining the lady shouting a block next to where I live. I can hear people trying to stop her doing all that publicly but I can see them failing.

I believe she's alive. I believe she's so alive that she can recognize her pain. If only I could. I look forward to know if I can. I'd like to know how, if yes.

Mother feels sorry for the lady she's had cups of tea and usual chats with leaving me thinking, people grow up and grow up more only to learn to pretend everything is okay and wonderful whereas in reality, not everything is. And just when they learn this bit about reality, they begin feeling like a child all the more.

38 comments:

  1. I especially love the first paragraph, how you explained the cold thing.

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    1. Oh, thank you, Shaha. :) I appreciate it. :)

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  2. Like the whole post and love the last lines.
    Nicely written. :)

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  3. insightful, intuitive, and very true.. hauntingly true.

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  4. Your words are so beautiful. The accompanying photo is stunning!

    x

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    1. Thank you very much for stopping by.. :)

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  5. I completely understand the whole feel of it and can almost connect to it.
    I don't know this might rather seem a simple bit of reflection from mind but it mesmerized me.

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  6. Rain in the summer is simply magical. Darling, I hope you are well... This piece is stunning, as always.

    Love, haze

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    1. Thank you, Haze. :)

      Yes, its magical :)

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  7. This is so sad and beautiful!

    P.S. new follower here :)

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  8. Beautiful words and thanks for stopping by my blog!

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  9. Now thats what i call-Capturin' Life in real sense. Its eerie but beautiful! :)

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    1. And that's what I'd call real inspiration. :) Thank you!

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  10. This post fills me with an eerie pain. You know the kinds you feel but you have no strength to express. I feel just that.

    P.S. Your new follower :)

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    1. Yes, can understand truly.

      Thank you :)

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  11. What a beautiful voice you have in writing. Thanks so much for the note, too. All the best in your creativity and those around you.

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    1. Feels honoured!

      Thank you, Ellie! :)

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  12. At times I feel, lucky are the people who can scream and shout in the open! We cage ourselves in the name of being profound and philosophical :(

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  13. wonderfully abstract thoughts...thoughts of leisure and profoundness that I enjoy while alone with my cup of tea..

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  14. Thanks for visiting my page:) You have a nice blog:) Happy blogging!

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  15. Loved the last line. Beautiful <3 And i tonight it is :D
    Twisha, again :P

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  16. its really nice! well written! glad to be ur follower :) keep it up!

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    1. Made me feel good. :)

      Thank you, Palak. :)

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