A Perturbed Mind- Part I

What a lovely feeling it is to sit by your beloved ones and enjoy the beauty of nature, rephrasing, “A beauty by your side in the beauty of night”. Well it was almost a dream come true, I couldn’t have been gladder. Alas! Such days always last and mine was no different. However can such thoughts be overpowered by any sort of emotions whether good or bad, I was not convinced earlier, now I am!

Imagine the feeling of having everything you have at one moment and maybe loosing it at the very next, well such shocking thoughts can scare the hell out of your beautiful perky emotions.

So here I was, with my heart weeping silently, as my beloved had to go back, but trying to put up a brave front outside. She packed her bag and got dressed quietly, the silence was killing both of us. She looked at me as if praying I could ask her to stay for some more time, however, I decided to play dumb or strong you may say. I actually felt the pain burgeoning inside her and therefore avoided eye contact with her. Well, it was time to go and after a warm hug I picked up the bag and we took off for the airport.

Those painful moments had passed away and in the hustle and bustle of aerodrome we, being the silent types, avoided any emotional outburst. The flight, unfortunately, was bang on time, I bid her good-bye and watched her figure slowly diminishing into the airport. The flight took off and I left for home…

India had won the match and we had trampled the Englishmen 5-0 till date. It was a good relief from my lonely thoughts and brought some cheer…Predictably, it was short lived. The surfing of channels brought forth the news about gang war in Mumbai. I was still detached from it, however as the news began pouring in, the scene transformed from gang war to a full-fledged terrorist attack... I felt numb... the flight was bound for Mumbai!!

The news kept coming in and my numbness started to overtake me. My mind was not working; feet stopped feeling the cold marble, fingers unable to move …as if a cataclysmic stroke had struck me. My whole world seemed to fall down upon me. Then suddenly I realized the moisture in my eyelids, my heart was crying; crying of fear, crying about the untoward things that might happen. What can happen!! What can really happen!!

“NO”, I said to myself angrily, this will not happen to me. I will not let this happen to me. But alas! What can I do, the feeling of helplessness started to bog me down. I tried painfully to gather myself up, tried to think hard about the limited options I had, very very limited indeed!




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Anuj said…
Nice emotions.....but the heroine of the story declines all ur claims....

anyways...very very nice expressions ....i am not a J but ur world selection makes me same...keep on writing
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Akshu shenoy said…
Love the selection or ur words in ur blog ... As Anuj has mentioned "Keep writing "..

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