Friday, May 16, 2008

Candy-floss pathos...

She loved that drive, past the city lights in varied colours not unlike the festive and merry fairgrounds of her childhood; and more so when it rained and the colours became a watercolour canvas of streaks and striking expressions of glee, almost as if to re-enact the sounds of children squealing in delight all around because of pure elation and the highs of candy-floss overdose. This time, the canvas of watery colour looked somewhat different. But the same. Just, without the glee. Warm tears streaming down her face just highlighted the pathos of human life. Everything seemed meaningless at that point, because a handful of pretty marbles are a delight to look at; but they're just marbles after all. Who can make a life of small, delightful things made of glass and colour. Real life needs earth, water, air. And solid rock upon which homes are built. These castles in the air were becoming far too costly to her sanity. It was time to let go. To grow up. To get real. She didn't think she knew what all of that meant. So she picked up the phone and dialled with fingers of sentient apology. And then retreated to the cave, knowing full well that she would emerge less replenished than ever before.

3 comments:

Crimson Shimmer said...

Awww shukran for the heartwarming words :)
hope you liked it, im giving it a shot ;)
I even managed to squeeze that one into the shape of a heart *grin*

And i really really like the way you've written this post.
its like eye-screen glue.
you gotta teach me sumtime.

KimyaShafinaaz said...

me teach yOu?????! you have got to be kidding,right?! lol...

Crimson Shimmer said...

haha!!
kiddin stopped ten years ago...
i mean it! :)