She stood there, gasped, gazing at the road ahead...numb, her every breath trying to release itself from her mouth. She could not feel the wind, the rain drops falling, neither the noise around.
Everything was stuck, in a standstill. She was there... standing at the convergence of the multitude of emotions... With every way shouting the same emotion - the destruction of self, the flight from defeat, and compromises just to escape the hardship incurred from defeat.
She was walking... and wanted to collapse... on that road... stretched far....just wanted to end it all... just wanted to flee... away in darkness... away in solitude... in the unknown world.
But then, she knew... however hard she tries... however fast she flies... she wont be able to escape the truth slamming on her face from time to time... The LOSS OF PURPOSE... the loss of self... the inability to decide and pursue of what she really wanted to do in life... of what she wants to be... of what makes her heart really smile.
The agony from everything else was far below this pain... the inability to decide on ones course of life... the impatience soaring within from time to time... the sense of incompletion bothering her mind since long time...
And then she cried... cried with the rain... with the thunder... with the clouds...
Just to realise it 6 am in the morning... and it was just a dream... a dream just to realise... I should realise my true purpose of living this life.:)
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About Me
- Anushree
- Some Birds cannot be Caged, their feathers are just too bright!!!... And I am one of those... Rebel and Independent... Though Risk Taker would be a Sober Description!!!... But I still ike to see thw world from my small eyes and in a simple perspective.!!!
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Scary. What a dream. Purpose, yes...elusive..meaning.
Damn, that girl could be me.
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