Thursday, October 8, 2015

A Snippet from the Past ...


5 Aug 2009

It’s almost two in the morning. The air is so warm that the comforter was suffocating me. I’ve been trying to sleep for hours, but despite the tiredness sleep fails me yet another night. Sleep hasn’t visited me in days and how I hate these long nights. I hate this insomnia. Sleep is a getaway from everything everyone and reality. I don’t feel like staying back when I’m awake, which I’m for days now. I just feel like running away, to that far away island in the north or go road trekking in some strange country or in a cafĂ© with cups and cups of coffee writing my heart out in the midst of foreign language or volunteering in a village in some under developed country. These were plans in my to-do-list for years. But somehow along the road the to-do-list of living life turned to just surviving. I never understood myself. One minute I’ll be sipping life as if it’s the sweetest nectar I have never tasted and the other moment I’ll be in this deep dark pitch screaming silently to be unseen and unknown. But till when …  



Liza turned to the next page and to the other but to find them all blank.




10 comments :

  1. Was she reading her own diary? Someone else's?
    I do hope the writer is somewhere sipping cups of coffee and writing all about the journey to unknown islands....

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    1. Upto your imagination Bhavz... :)

      I hope so. ;)

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  2. Intriguing tale. Makes me want to know more about the author of the diary and Liza reading it. The diary's author sure sounded sad and desperate. Hope she didn't end it all and that's the reason for the blank pages. Good how you provoked so many questions and now we want to know more.

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    1. I wish I do know all the answers. Thanks for reading Cathy :P

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  3. ooh...intriguing stuff, kochhe! Care to continue?

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  4. Who's past is this? Each word held me on and I wanted to turn to the next page myself.

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    1. Some beautiful woman out there.... maybe one of us..

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  5. Aw. I think I've found myself in such situation too before. Everything's temporary though. :)

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