When I am sitting alone and doing nothing in particular, unconsciously I drift away in my own world. An intoxicated longing to loose myself in this tempting solitude awakens in me; where it is only me, me and me. Never before, I let any intruders enter this very private kingdom of my own, where I rule and my thoughts follow. Besides why would I do so? When I know that no one will ever be able to decode my thoughts. Until without a warning, you stepped into my world. It is hard to interpret if I was shocked or surprised; but it sure left me oblivious of my surroundings. I don't remember if loneliness ever touched me. I was never solitary, other than in a crowd of plastic dolls. Because the mechanical existence of these fragile robots always left me in a motionless journey. However, I always had my own world and the three most important components that constituted my surroundings; my music, my journal and my sketchbook. If I had a pen, paper and my music to accompany me; what else did I need?
Until you came, out of no where. Even your unseen presence made everything upside down in my world. Was I shocked? I don't know… All I knew is that I was sinking in a sea of mysterious emotions. Yet I did not do anything to swim back to the shore. Because I thought the waves will hit me back in course of time. But as days are passing by this thirst is being more persistent. I don't know where it is leading me; I am just blindly following an unknown signal of a wrecked and ruined lighthouse. And for the first time in my life, what I NEVER felt before, I am feeling now… I feel lonely. The music is not helping, the sketches are resulting in doodles and the writings are only scribbles now. The empty walls are coming alive and talking to me. It is not only me and my world anymore, but you too. Sad but true, my world is now revolving around you...
Or maybe this is not me... because this can not be possibly me...
Until you came, out of no where. Even your unseen presence made everything upside down in my world. Was I shocked? I don't know… All I knew is that I was sinking in a sea of mysterious emotions. Yet I did not do anything to swim back to the shore. Because I thought the waves will hit me back in course of time. But as days are passing by this thirst is being more persistent. I don't know where it is leading me; I am just blindly following an unknown signal of a wrecked and ruined lighthouse. And for the first time in my life, what I NEVER felt before, I am feeling now… I feel lonely. The music is not helping, the sketches are resulting in doodles and the writings are only scribbles now. The empty walls are coming alive and talking to me. It is not only me and my world anymore, but you too. Sad but true, my world is now revolving around you...
Or maybe this is not me... because this can not be possibly me...
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