Another night...
….. But the one for which my incessant wait is compensation!!
Waiting for days at end for this night to appear from No-Man’s-Land... for, such a night exists no more here...
This world has become the steep mountain and our lives that rock which we all, the Sisyphus-incarnates roll up that mountain only to pursue it back rolling down…
where we had started from and once again begin anew..
This trial is an ongoing one... Has neither an arche nor a telos!! It is that point of nothingness, anonymity, senselessness... Where we came from and where we will go back to… births and deaths are only excuses to impose breaks in this journey of monotonies.
Like zombies we walk... Aimless, directionless in hoards like cattle...
though a cosmic force pulls us through…into the motion…Forward.
Left-right-left-right-left…and the march continues…
Who am I? I often ask... but remaining unanswered... I continue my procession...
Am I just a cadaver... following others as if chained to a moving cart?
Or do I exist in isolation; in solitude... in myself... just by my SELF... am I just a cog-in-the-wheel? Am I living a de-centered identity? Do I have an identity??
Who am I? Where am I? What is this place??... I know not...
Hello…hello... Is anybody listening?
…I feel no life, I see no soul, I hear no sound, I smell no blood, I taste no sweetness…
The melody is lost, the harmony haunts… all I see …all I see …is dearth of light...
Darkness all around... Bleak visions, blurred sensations!!…
Ruminating exhaustion... sapped sensibility... all the zeal and zest in life are sealed, packed and locked in the closet of the uncouth naivety.
Mostly life is uncanny and I, a laborer, am trying to decipher its meanings,
unfurling its very folds from the misty oblivion to
the very LIGHT that I seek.
Vague Randomness has enwrapped my life... and I have lost the key to all logic and sense...
The night enfolds me in her wings, tight...tighter...crushing my bones...
Clutching me to her breasts, she embarks on her historic flight never to return... the wind's reverberating lullaby puts me to slumber... I suck on my thumb like a new born, and coil and recoil as if in a mother’s womb...the warm cocoon cuts off my ties I could have had with this world
.....and carries me away to that
No-Man’s-Land ….where she came from.
