Of Moving Forward- Part IV

By -
It's a Monsoon cold night and I have the main door and a window open as the clock meets midnight. Having wrapped in blankets and an old Red sweater, I have my pet sleeping next to bed, as calmly as ever. I don't mind spending the rest of these cold hours looking at him sleeping so peacefully. He knows I'll be there. I know he always is. I guess this is what I'd call contentment. I guess I am, now, contented.

I see books in front, but I restrict myself from reading because I cannot allow myself of the involvement if I have something else in mind too. Nights here are getting colder, darkening the thoughts that lately live in mind. Early mornings are always pleasant but perhaps I have got nothing in my pocket yet. Just yet.

Forgive me, I can't write more.

Comments

  1. quartertoinsaneJuly 23, 2012 10:01 am

    Monsoon cold... A lovely expression it seems

    ReplyDelete
  2. ʞɐJuly 23, 2012 10:34 am

    Nicely written. :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. C.S.HJuly 23, 2012 10:42 am

    Very beautiful as always.. I'm so sorry I haven't visited in a while.. I am trying to catch up as fast as I can!! I've nominated you for the Liebster Blog Award.. the tag is completely optional too.. Have a blessed day and take care.

    ReplyDelete
  4. GhadeerJuly 23, 2012 3:09 pm

    Forgiven- it's beautifully written :)

    ReplyDelete
  5. Lucy's ShadowJuly 24, 2012 12:18 am

    I remember the monsoon in Kathmandu... Oh how I long for the Indian sub-continent!

    ReplyDelete
  6. Amrit SinhaJuly 24, 2012 2:46 am

    Nice and pleasant !!!

    ReplyDelete
  7. deepsJuly 25, 2012 5:05 am

    I guess poem than a prose form would make it sound still better…

    ReplyDelete
  8. Wine and WordsJuly 26, 2012 12:52 pm

    Introspective piece! Moving forward is positive, and a lot of hard work. It takes so much less energy to stand still in fear, or look backwards with longing or dread. If we quit qrowing we are dead. I enjoy seeing you growing here :) Thank you for stopping by my blog. I appreciate you reading.

    ReplyDelete
  9. Brian MillerJuly 26, 2012 1:55 pm

    the contentment def comes through...love the sitting there with you pet, the rain...restraining yourself from books...i have to do that as well when i have something on my mind...

    ReplyDelete
  10. AVYJuly 27, 2012 9:47 am

    I like those dark and cold nights, makes it easier to think clearly.

    / Avy
    http://MyMotherFuckedMickJagger.blogspot.com



    ♥

    ReplyDelete
  11. AnishaJuly 28, 2012 4:54 am

    Beautiful Piece.
    I know the feeling!

    http://notjustmyallegories.blogspot.in/

    ReplyDelete
  12. UnknownJuly 28, 2012 7:21 am

    you write beautifully :)

    ReplyDelete
  13. Ana Álvarez.July 28, 2012 10:03 am

    Thanks for your comment, it is a pleasure to me that people who no speak my language read my blog, really is great :)
    Your blog is great, I read several entries and I run out of words, the way you express is perfect.
    Many kisses, http://thecornerofdreams.blogspot.com/

    ReplyDelete
  14. ʞɐJuly 29, 2012 10:07 am

    Hi,
    Congratulations.
    You have been given a Award.
    Check this link for more details.
    Thanks.
    Take Care. :)

    ReplyDelete
  15. AshAugust 06, 2012 11:58 pm

    This is lovely.... :) does give a feeling of contentment!

    Do stop by my blog sometime :)

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Smokes in the air

By -
Image
Maybe this is because life currently has become steadily non-happening and so I walk in circles these days, without coming to a halt. I find myself sleeping for more hours than I usually do and probably need. I must be going to sleep feeling longing for something or nothing at all for I feel even number when I wake up. I have things to do but I've kept most of them away for a while. I have friends to meet but I don't go out lately. When I do, its with my cousin brother. The fresh street and head lights add a specific feel to the pretty, happy and busy faces I see on my way and I am just shown another side of my mood that doesn't last long; a feeling as I reach home, knowing I'll again be the same person enjoying solitude. The time spent playing old games with the ones I have blood relations with put me at ease somehow and I suddenly miss my family. My own people. They're there in front of me but I end up missing them more than ever. I remember how I was brough...
Read more

Some time off

By -
That moment arrives when a normal day starts feeling like a storm all around you. The air feels cruel. The winds, even more. You hurt. It doesn't go away. It troubles you outwardly. Your head feels empty, but gets heavier every minute. The weight of never-ending thoughts, insecurities and the fear. You try badly for this storm to stop. You try not to let anything enter your mind for you know you'll have to pay for it. But what you avoid, identifies you. What you're supposed to be like, kills you somehow. Every thought leads you back to that same place. You long. You hurt. Like a beggar. Full of regrets. Full of what ifs and buts. You're nothing inside but everything inside you is just too much that you feel the space isn't enough. You feel weightless. But it feels like the burden is breaking you and pushing you down the floor, deep down the tiles of your room and even the sand thereafter. You don't stop trying but the storm always wins. Like it has won, r...
Read more

Of Moving Forward- Part II

By -
Image
Sitting here, I wonder if it's about seeing in the mirror and liking what I see. 'Your eyes speak', they say. With every look of myself I get everytime I see, they, my eyes, seem to want to confront me. With all my honesty, I say, I run away from them. I try to. But the next time, everytime, it's a sensation of their coming toward me more hurriedly. They must be knowing the truth behind all the lies under the Sun I may have happened to tell myself in order to keep going. It's what I am used to do. To keep going, not knowing how far but far still. I am not used to the comfort there is in stopping for a moment or two. The comfort doesn't comfort me enough, although the view of it I get is inviting and tempting. I do not like the idea of walking the carpet that could take me somewhere I may be told I could dream. It doesn't completely satisfy me, being somewhere for a long time where there is everything I like. Going somewhere for a while where they may ...
Read more