Sunday, 25 September 2011

Death perception

Death doesn’t restrain me from doing this. It just can’t prevent the outpour of the thousand things stored up inside me – things that have grown wings with time, and now wants to fly out. I’ve been a fool to think that there are ways out; actually there are none! Life has played its part. I’m not running away from life but understanding a way out of this indifference that has grown as a layer over me. The last drops of rain in my life have given me immense pleasure; inciting more pain. My noose of life’s thread is closing in decaying; worn out with time, and still it holds on to these last few memories of happiness. But now no more. It’s time to move on. Someday I’ll awake from my sweet slumber to die again. Till then it’s goodbye!