Maunders

Who wants to be distracted when distraction are like gloomy pictures of a buried album.A tight slap on the past is all that is needed to drag us out of the dreamy world we have inherited  from our childhood traumas and trysts. Distractions,though not good enough ought to be inculcated ,because that is the life and that's the only reality . With our closed eyes, we face the reality a tight slap from your own hand And a scar built on the castle of caricatures With our bent fingers , We point to the genuineness a scratch on your   own soul .. And a big blow to those hopping desires I sit quietly .. I sit firmly .. With my closed eyes , I tried to experience the reality ... Dumbstruck , I try to erase the moving pictures .. But these closed eyes , they have vividly built a panorama .. That lady with a child on her lap had  pale eyes.I could feel the shivers inside her eyeballs. They   move relentlessly  ,up and

If I turned a wheel for 30 seconds and stared at a dark space, nothing in my mind would go blank or dark .Because, for me, darkness is when everything in mind goes null or void. But, as wheel is already in motion…..why would dark spaces haunt me? The motion of wheel would hover over my mind and darkness might be neglected... Maybe, that’s what life is!                     Dark, in a motion...                     Dark, in a loop…going round and round!! Don’t search for coherency in what I’m writing now; because presently my thoughts are in continuous motion trying to search for consistency and clarity .And by the way, I don’t even want them to come out of my mind in an organized way Because they are busy..  DANCING, GIGGLING, SOBBING AND TRANSFORMING themselves into MEMORY. Here is how I have built a ‘memorabilia.’    There is a beautiful thing about this world  that  there are worlds within world and trust me all those worlds have a story. I too have a short