I am an abandoned car, standing on the Highway. I am just left alone till…. I guess the Sunset.
You see those two figures, leaning against each other? There, look far on top of the small hill across the road. From there, the sunset can be viewed the best. They lean against each other slowly as the sun is all orange and dazzling. They look into the setting sun and promise each other another day full of love and compassion. They promise to be nice to each other. The setting Sun make them feel incomplete and as if they have to live another day, to make each other feel complete. As if, that one-day would give them all the joy they are looking for in the setting Sun. As if that one day would be the last day of their life.
The Sun is now almost about to embrace the horizon. Its aura left in the sky. The figures come closer. Their heads together and so are their hands. They close their eyes for a second before they see the sun go down the horizon. The sky as if becomes sad of being apart from the Sun and becomes darker. They kiss at the dawn of the dusk, their first kiss.
Another year ends. A year full of moments, full of journeys, smiles, tears, memories, love and pain. A year which will never come back. A time, which is now past.
Did I learn something new, did I loose someone, love someone or did I just breathe? Did I make a new friend? Saw a new place? Did I laugh this year? Or did I just live each day as it happened. Did I see the Sunrise or the Sunset..did I let my feet touch the water of the sea..did I feel the softness of the wet grass..did I remember to look up at the sky and see the birds fly to their nest? Did I help someone..did I make someone Smile..did I remember to say Thank You to the loved ones and mention that I love them too? Did I give mom a tight Hug? Did I spend some time with my best friend and tell her that she means the world to me? Did I gift someone flowers? Did I pamper myself..did I dream of a better tomorrow..did I forgive and forget? Did I thank God for being there?
Life changed each day, I grew up another year, saw a new daylight each day, met new people, learned to smile. Loved each moment and loved life every second. The mystery, the mist, the moments and the moon…life’s good. Thanks Time!
When you feel lonely,
And need a friend to share,
When you are in your blues,
And wanna have a beer..
I’ll be around….
When the days are long,
And the nights are quick,
When work is more,
Six days a week..
I’ll be around….
When the rains are heavy,
And the sky is full of clouds,
When the house is all empty,
And you await a sound..
I’ll be around…
I’ll be around in the times dark & grey,
I’ll keep you in my prayers every time I pray,
I’ll hold you tight and not let you fall,
I’ll make you alright and let no one harm you at all..
“I know you are listening, please open the door, am sorry. It’s been an hour already and am outside your door, please let me in and I can explain. The clouds look dark. It’s about to rain, please. I know you are standing there, tranquil, motionless yet frantic. Your eyes are all hazy with the tears you want to conceal. Your dignity overshadowing your pain. A small strip of hair falling across your face and concealing the depth of your feelings. Your fists clenched. Don’t fall apart; hang on, I will tell you the reason of this unscrupulous conduct of mine in the breach of the moment. I know you will understand. Just please let me in, let me hold you once, tight, and make you feel the warmth inside my heart, once please.”
“I will not leave without meeting you and confessing the truth. The truth, which will either change our lives or will end my life forever. So many things happen in our lives, can you always explain or define moments? Tell me if you can define all the moments we had together, our moments? I am already drenched. My eyes are filled with the rainwater, or are there tears? Tears, which are tearing me apart from you. Tears, which are craving to tell you my story, my delineation, my fragment of truth. Sometimes reasons even if unreasonable are facts. You have to listen to me; you have to know the truth. My voice is becoming feeble, my hands are damp, my feet shaking and my heart…my heart is still beating, though the beats are not perceptible but I know its beating. This life owes me a last chance.”
“I never knew you could be so harsh. Please, don’t do this to us. We deserve a life together; we deserve our share of happiness, our share of joy, of ecstasy and laughter and many more moments of togetherness. This rain cannot be the last rain in my life. We are just a door apart, please open this door for once and let life greet you, please open this door one last time and let us breathe few more breaths together. I promise to return your trust and turn all the pain into happiness. Please, I’m dying.”