The testimonies of time

I close the door.. I grab a chair. I look up in the mirror.. I see a silhouette, unrecognizable, peering through.. I dont see the beady eyes... I dont see the pursed lips.. Am i sad? I aint happy.. I dont feel the expressions.. I dont see a smile.. I dont feel an anguish.. The hair aren't strewn.. Am i awake? I aint in slumber.. I dont see an attire.. I dont see any prints..They appear eroded, faded.. Covered with ebony soot as if.. Am i achromatic? I aint much vibrant.. I dont like those lights.. They spread the luminance around.. Why waste it? I dont like sunlight.. Revealing the numbness.. Am i insecure? I aint much confident.. I like the night.. When its dark.. No soul breathes around.. Breathes under my neck.. Lets me be free.. To forage around.. Spread my wings.. Am i nocturnal? I aint luminiferous.. I am a mere reflection.. I dont feel your dismay, your shame.. I dont enjoy your ecstasy, your success.. Am i myself? I aint a stranger.. I do comprehend my consternation.. I wan...

I have an 'unusual' friend.. staying with me at home.. Its not unusual to have 'unusual' friends nowadays though.. Most of my peers flaunt one.. From the very inception of the 'friendly earth' space odyssey in the last century, 'unusual' people, or aliens (as famously known) have taken quite a fancy to our planet.. Aliens gading around our earth in pairs is a pretty common site.. I fondly remember the day when we managed to establish contacts with the first extraterrestrial clan in space.. Our centuries old quest for life in space had finally bore results.. We had achieved what our ancestors had long coveted.. We've come a long way since.. The intermingling of communities was a natural consequence.. Yes, i go to school.. I have to be there each day..From evening to night.. It was called off yesterday, when the mega air generators developed a technical snag.. The enclosed glass building went short of air.. My teacher teaches us a lot of new things.. T...

The lightening streak, in clouds eluded, purposeless seemed any deed.., the sun, moon & the world merely lingered, inspiration they didn’t much breed.. I was stuck in the tornado of time, going on and on with no clear site.., days just strolled past in dismay, the aviator couldn’t control a kite.. This all ceased, that one day, when winds cleared the hazed.., I felt a light brimming me inside, as I saw the prettiest damsel I’d gazed.. As you walked past with panache, personifying a gorgeous tide.., the aura binded my erratic thoughts, and I felt the trance by the side.. Like rose petals floating on pristine water, your hair danced to the tunes of air.., the simple attire appeared ethereal, akin to snowtops conjuring the glare.. My heart seemed exhilarated, thumping.. Yes! I could hear the sound.., my hands acknowledged the transfix, the bemused legs lingered on the ground.., I watched thy silhouette fade away, till the distance as it faded away.., I held myself stirred to the soul...