The Isolation.
Monday, August 9, 2010
by B.H.
And again he starts walking on the hazy lands through hilly and hollow paths towards the beacon that appears so far – so obscure in the denseness of fog, and the mere feel of cold-white-smoky-tuft on the scars taken from past is numbing the traveler, breaking away of the tensity is difficult. But he keeps on walking, and this time he falls down and doesn’t get up for a while. Clumsy his – abilities might be, but he eyes there at the top of the mountain – there! The beacon calls. He leads again, grunts in pain and starts figuring out the path. The path is so blue and cold, with no lightening bugs in it, he can’t even figure out where the end is and where the start. Hindrance of time and toils – alone are good enough to make him fall down – give up. And now he bleeds, old scars taken from the dark pages of the ruthless past open their eyes to the cold fog, the blood seems to freeze and it pains infinite and he wishes to fall. He sways and swoons, falls on the misty dust, tries to crawl and slightly moans but is injured badly in the isolated journey, no one to save him, no one to cure the ailments. The beacon calls, but his eyes are shut, and he sees, the promises he made, the full moons of those nights spent with his better half he loved the most, the memories he saved, the giggles once he heard, the chirps and laughter are now a flickering flame that is fogged and tattered in the fog now.
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This is what it happens with life han ! Broken up you get tired of fighting and just give up ! *sighs*
I wish he would find a strong hand to hold him up to his beacon !
Amazing.... every word describes immense prick and spasm ! loved it :)
I hope he finds someone, but he is bitter.
Thanks for the praise princess!
Aah!
Guys feel the same? How?
Feel what? the isolation? bitterness? Explain!
Guys do feel it existing, i somehow relate to it too bahadur..
Well, maybe you can.
Welcome by the way, Salman!
I sooooo want to borrow your words for a day! :) Despite the fact that I cant get the purpose behind it, that was awesome :)
lolol haha Aren't you really sweet to say so Zehra! Thankyooou so much =) xD
sometimes we can't act according to our names..ain't it 'gallant man' (bahadur)?
y do i feel the words r elaborate euphemisms to describe a broken relationship.?
adorable expressions sir !!
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