Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Catharsis Part-X: Inwards

I haven't written a story, haven't really rhymed.
All I have done is feel, sometimes be happy, and sometimes blind.

There's a world that is an illusion of people being yours without really being so. There's a world where you think you belong but you'll never do so. Amidst happiness, friends and love, the ingredients to a wonderful life, I feel lost and scared like a little kid. I love my life who's a friend only if you are one.

Compared to the shadowed yesterday, there's a brighter tomorrow. Literally, as I see. I stand in between and look at the two and realize there's something in you, and something out there, whatever happens needs to. Being God's favorite child, no harm can ever befall you. It is a bliss to be wrapped in this illusion, especially knowing that it is one.

And the strangest discovery, in this whole farce that we live through, the most truest thing is the biggest illusion of all. Love. How it stays on, no matter whether you do or not. Yes, it is a wonderful, illusive life.


5 comments:

Samadrita said...

Your writing is like a drug Guria. It will also bring readers back to this page no matter how much time passes between publishing of two consecutive posts. :)

Guria said...

@Sammy: That has to be the grandest thing anyone has ever told me...

Maverick said...

And then we choose to stay in this illusion....involuntary or by choice...

does a choice exist...or is it just another illusion??

difficult to say when living, breathing mirages surround us...

Loved this one...tc! :)

Rashmi said...

After a long long time, i read something which made sense to me...i can only thank you for putting this up here...you don't know what you gave me even though you haven't actually...
Big Hug!
I am in this confusing, illusive state for quite some time :)

Bikramjit said...

ahha I can nod my head at the line saying ..

There's a world that is an illusion of people being yours without really being so

SO TRUE :)

loved it
Bikram's