Never noticed when the time drifted away. Cozy dearest moments transformed into meaningless silly memories. Some moments I wanted to treasure, but then realized a precious moment has yet not arrived on the path of my life. Everything was changing – exactly the way I never thought. I waited long for the next dice to be rolled on my favor. But it still did not and I lost all the bets I made till now. But it was not rendering my heart; instead, it gave a numb feeling. A foggy morning said that the time himself passed his boyhood. Again I got that feeling of fighting alone – everyone was leaving…
My soul longed beneath the darkest window for a ray of dawn that never came. Warm sun adored me, and the north-east winds surrounded me. I breathed the strange fragrance that the winter air brought. That suffered heart went drowsy; but not so strong it was that it can sweep me off of my feet. A mild one that captures the heart only. I decided not to look back. I do not want those memories that never pleased me, promises that never satisfied me, relations that never understood me. Not anymore. I want to soar in the highest sky, play in the clouds, blink at the Sun and then swoop down to surprise the earth-walkers and then again fly towards the Sun. Did the eyes of the prisoner sparkle a little bit? Consider me a straight line, and if the time is running in his own circle, he has to confront me once at some point. All the questions I have, he has to answer. Then time will run again in his dungeons and I will never meet him.
But then I will wish to meet the source of that mild fragrance, that treasured beauty of summer evenings, whom I praised only in my weary mind for a really long time. Then moments ought to bloom in memories…precious memories of life…
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