There's the rainbow all around. In chance blogs and in chance conversations. Only, I missed it completely. A cold morning lamenting over sunny days. I love changes. Especially, when it comes in the form of a huge thunder and a crash of lightening first thing in the morning.
Please believe me
If you don't need me
I'm going but I need a little time
I promised I would drown myself in mysticated wine
Have been listening to this song in a continuous loop. I seem to be moving past endlessly snaking rivers. I can't cross over to the other bank. Sometimes, I do feel like letting go of the jetty corner I am holding on to, and let the river take its course. I did that. It's some heightened philosophy we are following when we say we don't know why we are doing something. Get absolved of all blame? Or know, it's evidently a mistake, so shirk off responsibility from the beginning. I did that too.
Now, I am struggling in midstream. The cleaner, greener banks I had hitherto noticed are nowhere in sight. I am in the middle of nowhere. Something pulls me down. Blame it on philosophy. I shouldn't have started on this free trail in the first place. But hey, no regrets. So where does the river take me? I just need to stay afloat. Surprises? Changes? All are in hold, waiting for the right time to tear off pretentious masks. Inside the mask is innocence and happiness. Inside is subtle mockery. Inside is an unadulterated smile.
Before I knew what I was missing, the Rainbow was gone. Now that it is gone, and I haven't seen it, do I really miss it? How can you miss something that never existed for you! Sometimes, life is just stupidly clueless of what's happening! :)
This voice is intoxicating. The morning is amazingly cloudy with a touch a coolness. It might rain. Rainbow. Might. I will not miss it this time.
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