#198
My father passed some days ago. yes I’m
very sad. Although I do admit that he was a drunkard who made a mess of
everything every night but well the house has been kinda quiet since his
passing. And not the good kinda quiet, like the eerie kinda quiet. I need some
support but as you all might have known I’m not much of a social person so yea
I’m kinda stuck down the middle. This is the only means that I have of
communication to the outside world. I have literally no friends as of right
now. Most of them are just repelled by quietness and directness. I had some
really close friends and actually even had a boyfriend but that was some two
years ago, back when I still was in high school and after I did some this and
that with them they all stopped their contact with me. University world is hard
to me. I wish I had the guts of telling people what I actually write but the
people scare the shit out of me nowadays. My only source of relied is the music
and the poems of Roi de scuro which are hard to some by these days. Wonder
what’s happening to him these days though. The poems are getting less and less
frequent. Wish I had some way of contacting him. Sad as hell peeps. Sad as hell.
-halo
That morning was some three months ago. And for
the past three months Aryan had been so focused on his work that he barely came
out of the house. As it is said ‘after
laughter comes tears’ It was happening was the same for Aryan. His days in
glory were over.
They were walking. His mom and he and it was
raining there. The month of monsoon was always a welcome to him. The black sky
was thundering and some lightening brightened up the sky every once in a while.
He was loving it. Usually his mom would scold him for going out in the rain but
he was together with him as she had to bring some vegetables and she couldn’t
carry all the load by herself. They were under an umbrella but Aryan was
getting out every once in a while just to enjoy the rain. He was getting
scolded but he didn’t mind it as he felt the warm love from his mother in her
scolds. As they separated from the main road and walked towards the more ally
type of the road he jumped into the mud just to get the feel of the water and
splash. There was a screech behind them and his mother pushed him away. He
landed a few feet beside his mother and suddenly there was a crowd where his mother
was supposed to be standing. He rushed there to see a pool of blood all around
a body that was sleeping. The pool of blood had began to run amok due to the
rain.
*beep beep beep*
Aryan
wakes up in cold sweat. “shit! That nightmare again…” he wipes his face with a
towel and takes a sip of the water. It was five am. Normally he’d go to the
college but he ditched that idea today. He put on his track suit, put his hood
on and sent a text to Shrisha “I will not be attending to college today dear.
Go on ahead without me. sorry but I’m not feeling up to it today” picked up his
cell phone and his earphones in his ears, played the same old eminem and linkin
park songs and walked off. He walked through the darkness of the morning,
feeling the cold breeze hit his face. As he walked the dark alley streets the
memory of his recurring nightmare popped up in his head. He shakes up his head
just be sure that it was present and that he was not in a dream. He takes out
his cigarette pack and pulls one out and takes long puffs as he walks the empty
streets. He disturbs the sleep of some stray dogs who bark at the nothingness
as if the empty road was their enemy and quiets down after a while. He ignores
all this and walks aimlessly through the dark alleys. After around half an hour
of walking he finally reaches his destination. The UN park, the same park where
used to jog before his life was taken over by work and work.
He runs for a while trying to clear up his mind of
that nightmare that he just had. He wastes himself out after a while and sits
on a bench. The coldness and the darkness of the morning along with the
quietness was a calming to him. He runs a few more laps just to clear his head
more a little bit and he then goes to a café where he had made his
morning joint for a cup of coffee. “dai! A cup of my extra dark coffee for me!”
he says and rests for a while before his coffee gets served and then he
finishes ir quickly to rush his home to do some more work. ‘I gotta be more
productive this day since I skipped college’ he thinks as he walks calmly down
that deserted road.
“hey” he finds Shrisha greeting him at his
doorstep “I’ve been waiting for you”. She says with a worried look on her face.
He rushes to hug her. After a minute or so of a tight hug he finally says “why
didn’t you go to the college?” “how can i? after receiving a text like that
from the person ii love. I was worried. I reached here and then your father
said that you were gone when he woke up. I thought you had gone to our junction
but I realized that it wouldn’t be open at this early hour so I just waited for
you here. I know that you wouldn’t want to get disturbed so I just waited
here…thought of calling you but your cell was switched off. I was so scared.”
She says as she hugs him tighter.
A coffee later and they were talking their hearts
out. Aryan explained how he’d been under the pressure and Shrisha listened.
‘just like I thought. He has been succumbing under the pressure. Well I will do
my best to support him.’ She hugs Aryan and leaves Aryan to let him focus on
his work.
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