Deep silence, with the ticking noise of a clock hitting my ears back and forth, filled my room. A small ray of sunlight lit up the room, creating a mixture of light and darkness. I was sitting on the bed with one shoe on and socks on the other. Involuntarily, my foot, with just socks on, was moving right and left. The fan was still with zero power, as this was a time of winter. The foam on which I was sitting was like a cool bed of roses that was forced to get warm. The pillow under my hair might have experienced the stickiness in my hair. My left hand was just like a dead body lying vertically on the bed. The right hand was on my belly with occasional movement to my head, just like someone with a headache.
The steel cabins holding my clothes were frozen glaciers. The light of the internet router was twinkling, just as if someone was teasing. The curtain behind my bed covered the rest of the room’s furniture, including seasonal items. The blanket was placed beautifully folded near my feet, looking towards my hands to get it over. The lips were dry, just like a lake that didn’t want water. The eyebrows were holding the eyes to keep them connected with the mind.
Inside the mind was a flood of thoughts accompanied by wind urging the eyebrows to blink involuntarily. Blinking of eyebrows was causing a slight movement of dry lips, urging them to use saliva to water the barren land. The teeth were busy filtering the good and bad saliva, acting as a sieve. The swallowed saliva got mixed with blood that was on its route to my dead left hand, to bring the dead back to life. A small portion moved towards my right hand, resulting in movement from my belly to my head. The blood movement was almost about to reach my feet, stopping the involuntary movement of my foot.
I was feeling every movement in my body, whether it was an inner or outer movement. I was the only living thing inside the room, but I found all the other non-living things living there in this silent moment. The light from the sun was causing the steel cabins (glaciers) to melt, resulting in publicizing my old doings one by one. The ticking of the clock was threatening me that soon all these glaciers holding your previous acts would melt, and I would be exposed. The light twinkling from the internet router gave me hope not to worry, as a flood inside your mind accompanied by wind would take away all the previous doings and silence would take over the present feeling of guilt. Till now, the blood was everywhere in my body, energizing my all body parts, enough to get over the blanket and sleep again.
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