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Melancholic Rhapsody

Again dissolving into the varicolored mazes of sensations, melting on the boundaries of reality and dreams, forever becoming an outcast to both of them, yet knowing of both of their secrets. Forgetful of the differences between day and night, black and white have dissolved into one, not gray but a rainbow of infinite colors, which keep on raping me and depriving me of my senses. The morning mist blurs my vision as I hear a distant bagpipers calling me out (Am I a rat?), to fields of unknown flowers, where I hope the mist will clear. But I stray from my path, wandering into the black forests of doubts and sadness, and sorrowful howls of trees is driving me crazy with the weight they lay on my heart. I cry a piercing shriek and lo! I am again in my hellhole, with black bread and stinking beds, but those bagpipers keep banging hammers in my mind, calling me to distant mountains (did i say mountain? or fields?), only to jump without parachutes, yet I would live. Walls of my hole are closing in me, brown falling flakes of paper all around me, claustrophobia seeping out of me, and filling the rest of the spaces. Soon they merge in me and I become a formless, stateless brown mass, amorphous, slithering down the raining streets, with lights flickering in every corner, but it’s dark everywhere else. Something has died in me, just a brown mass.

Just a shapeless, insensitive, amorphous brown mass…

Silence, Stillness

This silence, this stillness, this moment that has stopped in the eternal flow of time, this is mine. This silence, this stillness was borne out of me, and is not of these surroundings as their own. It is mine, and it is from my heart that I’ve taken it out and spread it in the environment around me, and that’s why I see silence, and stillness and beauty all around me.

This time will go, but I will remember this silence, this stillness, for it was a product of mine. It was I who gave these color and smell to the air which was as yet undiscovered by all those surrounding me, and which still is. I will live in me, from where it was borne out.

Sempiternal Serenity

This is a poem I wrote for the creative writing competition in Antaragni. Now being a creative writing competition, it had to follow some rules: a.) The poem will be of eight lines, first letter of each line being ASTASIAS respectively. b.) First, fourth and seventh lines will be same, and so will be second and eighth.

This is my attempt. I hope you like it and appreciate it :). Didn’t get any prize for it though 😉

As the last breath leaves me
Sempiternal serenity now beckons my soul
Through with the slavery of drugs, now I am free…

As the last breath leaves me
Smile appears on my froth-spewed face
Injected insanity slowly turning into ecstasy…

As the last breath leaves me
Sempiternal serenity now beckons my soul…

Post-Antaragni Hobbit-hoppings

Yesterday was a very quiet day. Very quiet and pleasant. It would obviously seem all the more so after Antaragni.

Today would also have been a quiet day if I had not just come to know suddenly about the 10% quiz which was to be popped on us tomorrow. That took away quite a lot of calmness and certainly all the pleasure 😀

Thankfully, it didn’t transpired to be so, and quiz was postponed. At least we are good at something ;). By the way completed The Hobbit yesterday. Man! what a marvelous novel. I totally underestimated it back then. I remember I had given it three stars out of five at Goodreads some times ago, when I had just started it. I can see now that I was so wrong and its good I was wrong :). It deserves 4 stars at the very least.

It was extremely delightful and I can see that with Tolkien‘s language, one can relish a fantasy even more than when presented with audiovisual imagery.

That lays the perfect ground for starting The Lord of the Rings. But sadly that doesn’t seem to be the case, as it’s too huge a beast for me to take on directly right now :D. I’m in a pacific mode nowadays and won’t enjoy much grappling with giant monsters of books ;). The Silmarillion looks an attractive option, I might try it. It also is quite handy size, if very complex. Hmm, so it shall be. I’ll have to pick out a long stretch of free time to complete the mammoth LOTR trilogy.

Ciao 🙂