rumble

It’s a matter of few hours. Just a few. Yet the mind won’t listen. It wants liberation this instant. No more patience. No more perseverance. No more endurance. Stop it. Enough is enough. Enough of sliding on the edge of the sword. Not a minute more. Surge ahead. Reach the horizon. Capture your quiescent imaginations. Reach out to the provenance of your true self. And reach fast. No more patience with mediocrity. No more perseverance to bear stupidity. No more endurance to carry your split personality.

rock, paper, scissors and prayer

I lost a part of my soul today. My heart is in a great tumult. My head is heavy with a bitter hangover. I want to go the past and change things. But I scared to think even of the dreaded past. I want to stop the fraction of soul from leaving me. I say unto it to give me just one day, just one day. If not, then at least a couple of hours. They say there is always a time to rend and a time to sew. But for the first time I know it’s too late. I ask the bit leaving me why it wants to leave. It says it needs to be away for it to know that it is still a part of me. I say it is an irony. It says it’s done with being a part of my soul. It’s angry now. It’s disillusioned now. It needs to go. It needs to go. By now, I am already begging it to stay back. The vermin inside me has taken over. My pride, my ego, my selfishness...everything has abandoned me. I am crawling asking my soul to take pity on me. I never imagined a day would come when my own soul would refuse me. Yet here I am bereft of all the dignity pleading my very own to show some mercy. Just one day, just one day, just one day……………the answer is no, no, no…..NO!!!!!

Then I prayed. I prayed with my heart and soul. I sought help from my soul mate. I tried to calm the upheaval when the universe conspired. And as always the universe never cheated.