Short stories by me written in those moments with heightened emotions ..you know.those times when nothing can drive you to put that pen down.When no one can separate you from the parchment of paper.Yes those times you wish you could write down every...
Asthe cloud of confusion buries me deep within,I try to breathe, struggle to not lose my footing.But oh! There is no floor.There is quicksand grasping me, engulfing me deeper into the cavern of the unknown.The whispers sting sharp to my ears from all around. "Is he the same person I wanted?" "Did he change?" Without any idea what to believe, what to perceive and what to make of it, I try to swim up, pushing my feet against the mud of questions. What am I afraid of? Why am I still not giving in? "I will not!" I heard my own stubborn voice in my buzzing head. Giving in will make me look weak. Aah!! Whispers....More whispers are strangling me. The more I struggle to overcome the monstrous mud and challenge my fate, the more it squeezes me, forcing me to obey. I am gasping now, and tolerating and fighting; my destiny has got me exhausted and numb. My will to fight and stand for myself... my ego is abandoning me. I start to lose faith in myself.
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"You can never get on that bank." "Drown to despair." The wind howled in my ears. But how can I let a mud take the last bit of air out of my lungs? My eyes teared up and realization dawned on me.....This is the end.Death. I let free the last bit of hope of survival along with the remaining oxygen and relaxed my muscles. I let the thick soil gulp me down, rushing over my face, choking me. My whole body relaxes and I let the terror envelope me deeper. Alas! I feel my legs, waist and body slowly opening up and I am standing on solid ground, my limbs free, daylight washing over my face. I am taken aback. Surprised. What happened? "You are free." the wind murmured. I am not dead. I relaxed. Let go with the flow. For once, I let fate rule over me,I gave in instead of fighting and here I am. Everything has a perfect imperfection, just the way I like it. I realized, giving in or surrendering does not always make me lose. Being fragile to fate and accepting the ways made by destiny......Believing the stars may result into something better than I already had. And thus, I walk on down the lane, to a path of which, the end I know not, compromising with the divine will. Believing in chance, not resisting.
