Hey my angels and demons come let's sit and talk about the possibilities of right and wrong, not respectively obviously! Meet me; I am a human where you dwell without my choice and permission. Still I am connected to you for staying too long with me. Let's have a drink this evening not because it's a party but because we need to know each other and the graver part is we need to accommodate with each other. We have all grown up and have our own notions for this life to be lived ahead. We are developed on different tracks. This drink is just a notion to assemble our thoughts in such a manner where we have an order of arrangements; where we can settle on a single and comforting idea. I have lived quite a time from my birth and all I have from that time till now is you two struggling hard to win and I unaware of your presence stumbling on the roads of traverse. Why we sit here is a result of a question deep inside, a question that is raised on every seen deed, a question that marks everything basic or in other words something that had a primary starting.
Once I sat close to my mother's womb asking whether it knows it was my home or whether it feels the pain of my growth it had for 9 months. I returned disappointed and unanswered. Once I cried on the brief grief of a man, of a stranger who sat beside me and mumbled something not understandable but felt deep inside the bosom. Once I laughed on the chuckle of a just born cherub who was simultaneously giving definition to expressions in his sound sleep. Once I ran from a truth when I craved love. Once I sat numb on losing some grand hand above my head. Once I preached understanding when my broken parts were unassembled. Once I inked the paper when my hands were stiff and my small mind was hard on my growing heart.
These were you my dear! You two lead to divinity, you two lead to light, and you two lead to growth. But here I am letting you know that I have longed for your cooperation. You two are one. You two departed from one as two souls and have joined me in my journey. We are confused, and as I have to represent all three of us, I am a mess of emotions and confusions. I have tried and failed but I never gave up on you two. The reason was, instead of me being vulnerable you took hold of me and walked hand in hand. Demons gave me anger when I was cold and less of life. They gave me hate when I was drenched, all imbrued in blind love. Angels had the sheet of motherhood, they led me to their lap and comforted me with a blanket to let me sleep cuddled and alone. It's all about the ratio and proportion of what all three of us render to each other's act. I have demanded the good and the bad from you. You classed me with what you had and I was only a rental home for you. Though being a home is no less than being a hut, a hut full-fledged to thrive upon.
Friends I declare you the partners of all time and request you to stand by me for all the good and the bad. See this conversation has taught me a lot. Do you know why? It's because you were cooperating. You have always cooperated I guess. No one is at fault; we are like a quiche where the pinch of spices and vegetables blended with cheese should be weighed before being served. We all are serving life for being flexible to us. We walk, then run, then stop, then breathe hardly and think again and again about the gone time and about the efforts of the past. In my bewilderment I am walking passionately to explore more. I am pleased to have you sitting beside for letting me know that I have rage, I have fire, I have strength to move mountains, I have spark, I have life. Lead me or let me lead. Shout or let me shout. Observe or let me observe. Let's live and learn more together. Let's sit again together, let's sing again together, let's cry again together, let's laugh again together and let's love each other. I will ogle at you with pride, when I am dead, for you would walk with someone in the same way like today, teaching and learning the life to be lived.
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