Escape

                                     

I was blanched and i was upbeat . My body submitting to the extreme levels of physical expenditure. Never before had I seen the world through the eyes of fear .

A leafy room, alienated now.. 
Strange voices emerging from a melancholic proximity . The room was a mess. Was somebody moving in ; or was somebody moving out ?

It was quiet, very quiet.

Nothing beats solitude at 2am of a dull morning on deserted lanes of a place that signified life to you. I was waiting for them to come , so that I could let them go….

Shadows , clamour,ebbing, silence, a couple, opinions , separation.

"Tez hawa udte panchiyon ke bhi par todd deti hai …"

Of wanting to relive experiences , of wanting to share a last laugh , of getting disappointed , indifference .

So I turned myself to confluence than to sulk over separation.I couldn’t wait for the morning to start . I did not want the night to end.

Of forced smiles ; of non-chalance or reluctance to meet.

It was 6am ; the sun was out. But the morning refused to start. I urged the night to retreat , I urged the morning to take over. Of eluding , of blind alleys and bitter pills and of fear .

The sun was high up in the sky by now….my morning refused ..the view I said shall be profused .

I was gonna go there anyways ; just like I did a day earlier….

Of colors blue ; of eyes green ; of resplendent smile and of a turning tide.

A prodigious climb , an agreed peace , personal talks and nature’s picturesque .A pleasant breeze ; making obvious the things unsaid . It was for one last time maybe , for one last time …but I was on the top of the world . …..literally speaking.

The view from the top of a hill is equally amazing , everytime .