She woke up with a sudden jolt.
The night had set in a few hours ago and she had very quickly fallen asleep. Her eyes had been steadily drowsy and she had decided not to fight them. There are better battles around, more engaging ones. Besides, a long day had its benefits. At least, it kept away insomnia. It kept away nightmares. It sealed the line between dawn and dusk effortlessly.
But that night, she woke up with a sudden jolt.
Something around her was not right. Was it the window? Maybe it should be left open...slightly. Fresh air could be a welcome guest. She looked around. The brown paper bag on her table was torn and its contents were partially visible. A blue shawl, peeped out, carefully concealing a white piece of paper. Bright white, almost distorting peaceful sleep. It struck her eyelids, forced them to open!
And she woke up with a sudden jolt, startled.
He had asked her to leave it with him...so that he could feel her all the time...with him...when in fact she couldnt be...and she had heeded! Now, suddenly she had it back with her. Returned. How? Mistake? Moving On? Priorities? New stories?
From her answer-less sleep, she had woken up, staring at her blue-shawl-self, suddenly, with a jolt!
The night had set in a few hours ago and she had very quickly fallen asleep. Her eyes had been steadily drowsy and she had decided not to fight them. There are better battles around, more engaging ones. Besides, a long day had its benefits. At least, it kept away insomnia. It kept away nightmares. It sealed the line between dawn and dusk effortlessly.
But that night, she woke up with a sudden jolt.
Something around her was not right. Was it the window? Maybe it should be left open...slightly. Fresh air could be a welcome guest. She looked around. The brown paper bag on her table was torn and its contents were partially visible. A blue shawl, peeped out, carefully concealing a white piece of paper. Bright white, almost distorting peaceful sleep. It struck her eyelids, forced them to open!
And she woke up with a sudden jolt, startled.
He had asked her to leave it with him...so that he could feel her all the time...with him...when in fact she couldnt be...and she had heeded! Now, suddenly she had it back with her. Returned. How? Mistake? Moving On? Priorities? New stories?
From her answer-less sleep, she had woken up, staring at her blue-shawl-self, suddenly, with a jolt!
First its move in and then move on :(
ReplyDeletesome sad state sometimes love is :P