I can see blue, I can hear blue.
I can smell blue and taste blue.
Since, when did I start feeling blue?
It makes me float around as if I were nothing but merely a shadow of a human’s existence. It makes me stand in front of the mirror and stare at the stranger at the other side. It makes me gaze at strangers walking past by and yet lets me see nothing but itself.
It makes me feel like a dead soul in a live body.
It rejoices on my numbness, on my restlessness, on my hopelessness.
Then, it does something terribly cruel. It leaves me alone for a while, to let me live again… for a few cheerful hours, with a few good old friends, until the time it can come back to me and grab me again, let me feel the fresh pang of the numbness again.
Oh blue, I hate you!
Deep human emotions delineated !!
ReplyDeleteI could actually feel blue for the three minutes I spent reading your post ! Wow !
ReplyDeleteguys, i think just like beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, a reader's reading skills determine how much he/she can derive out of a read! :)
ReplyDeleteBohat he koi deepness main chalee gae aap. Loved it !
ReplyDeleteBut blue makes me so happy these days.. I'm kind of in love with the color, any shade!
looks like blue has left you alone for sometime to enjoy... ;)
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