Thursday, March 04, 2010

Fit in the picture?


Cigarette buds. Smelly socks. Glass bottles. Ripped corks. White washed surroundings. He was filled by scattered nothingness around. He stared at the garrulous fan shrieking an ‘i-no-longer-care’ tone. The ceiling was hypnotizing him as he awaited his nothingness to be galloped by something-‘ness’. He wondered about fitting in the place, fitting into the whole picture as a small nut bolt. He reserved his apprehensions. He saw flaws all around. The more he peered into the walls, the more he saw into the patterns and their ways. They weaved into the white overlay smoothly for a distant onlooker. everything is so perfect from far-off he murmured as his heavy eyelids dropped in a lumber.

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Just once, just once, I'd like to keep the perfect sleep. You know the one I'm taking about. You fall asleep on a train, or someone's couch, or in a hospital, and it's perfect. The ecstasy of the unlikely. And then some bastard wakes you up and you can't get it back, no matter how hard you try. You never knew it was perfect until you lost it. And all you have left is that sick burning desire to get it back. The perfect sleep.

8 comments:

Chandni said...

I liked the bit about perfect sleep.

Aayushi Mehta said...

I totally loved your first half ...could identify with it a lot...plus very well written...the second bit, i know, we all must have experienced some time or the other...

Really enjoyed reading your post:)

Saransh said...

nice one :)

khyati said...

You know I dont comment aise.. But, I think I can make an exception for you. ;)
A very nice post indeed!
a beautiful one..

rainboy said...

Well written :)

totally agree with your thought on perfect sleep .

Take care

Mahita said...

Oh, I could connect to this post.. to the scattered nothingness... :)...

Though the post is heavy, it feels so good to read a post here, as always...

Sleep is one heck of a luxury that money can't buy.. but then, so are the thoughts that stress ur mind and stretch the nights... No clue, if there is a cure to it, though :).

NUTS 'n' ASHES said...

Oh how I long for that perfect sleep!!
Strange, isn't it? The more comfortable you get in your bed, the more sleep decides to eldude you! Loved the way you built it up...

Rachu said...

hi did you write the para in the end about sleep? it was really good.