All I see is, shattered pieces I can't keep it, hidden like a secret I can't look away From all this pain, in the world we've made Every day you need, a bulletproof vest To save yourself, from what you could never guess Am I safe today? When I step outside, in the wars we wage
Like a hand grenade, thrown in a hurricane Spinning in chaos, trying to escape the flame Yesterday is gone Faster than the blast of a car bomb And when the scars heal, the pain passes As hope burns, we rise from the ashes Darkness fades away And the light shines on a brave new day
Our future's here and now Here comes the countdown Sound it off, this is our call Rise and Revolution It's our time to change it all Rise and Revolution Unite, and Fight To make a better life
"This is a moment of suffering, suffering is part of life. Let me be kind to myself in this moment. Let me give myself the compassion I need Kristin Neff"
"You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing, and dance, and write poems, and suffer, and understand, for all that is life." Jiddu Krishnamurti
This is My first ever written short story and I am all excited. Please share your thoughts in the comments section and support me thereby. Thank you!
// Disguise //
"I too love rain, Anna. They are blessings in disguise."
I gasped on the abrupt venture of an unknown silvery voice.
This sudden downpour of rain is all I wanted to concentrate on, although, it is my engagement today. This is not how it is supposed to be and at the moment everything is a mess. To my surprise, the sky grew gloomier like a friend. All the clouded curtains are now shedding heavy drops. Thinking of our weighing sorrows, my vision started to blur too.
But thanks to this man now standing beside me. His unwelcomed intrusion brought me to my senses.
Who is he though?
The audacity to barge into my room this leisurely surely means he is not just someone.
But all my wonders go down the drain when I actually realize he is too tall for me to look at!
I don't even wish to begin to compare. I'm wearing five inch platform heels, still the odds are, I will end up like a baby giraffe just to find out who exactly this man is!
My eyes squeezed tight just thinking about the peculiarity of the situation I'm in. All of this is infuriating. And I am irritated at the way he is acting confident before me. This mannerless stranger surely knows how to push my buttons. And my already ruined mood can't really get any worse.
My thoughts interrupted following his buzzing phone. Glance fixed on his wrist watch, brows arched higher in minutely astonishment.
Is that the Chrono S Vincero on his wrist? The Matte Black I picked in a rush last weekend ?
I need to know. I have to!
Is it him?
Is it really him?
Mom was adamant about me getting married. Always nagging since my ex left for good.
Thus, the idea of getting married never excited me like it did once. However, after days of her constant frenzy and coaxing, I agreed to make her only, but not the last, wish come true on one condition.
Leaving me out of unnecessary hassles!
All the responsibilities landed up on her shoulder as I insisted to stay out of the commotion, as it seemed, unless my presence is an absolute necessary.
I no longer fancy a weeding. An engagement ceremony to me is definitely an exaggeration on top.
On the weekend, last saturday afternoon, she wanted to enjoy a cup of coffee with me to celebrate my final single days, so she said, before I bound myself to a stranger.
I simply turned a blind eye every time she wanted me to choose a man of my choice. She has made the best decisions of my life so far and she is all I got there is. After my father died.
I was genuinely certain of her ability to choose the best guy out there for her daughter.
It is highly unlikely as it seems now!
I was too naive to trust her best eyes and not even bothered to know his name.
"Are you sure it's okay to..."
Far away from being okay!
I don't understand why but I find it really hard to answer him. My thoughts, I can't really put them into words. I feel my breathing heavy with frustration, and sweat, perhaps.
I let out a sigh, eyes closed.
Torrential rain outside is what I hear now, no voice.
I'm gladdened for this silence.
The only thing I needed between his insincere utterances and my futile chaos of mind, is this precious silence.
"Okay or not, I'm ready to step into my new life.." with closed eyes i finally break the quietness.
He is still. I can feel. And the sound of rain fading away.
My lips disappeared in awe when I see the lights cutting the dark clouds of the sky and rain is at ease.
"..and blessings you say, do they heal?" There. I said it. That's it!
I did it already.
I hear his soft laugh. What?
This nameless guy must have had an attitude problem. I can't take this.
No! I should not take this.
Its still not too late to break this engagement off.
I just have to look at him in the eyes and tell him that I don't want this anymore.
"You really didn't listen to me.." cutting my thoughts again, he speaks, without any hesitation.
At the same time he puts forth his left hand in front me, the way the Prince of my dream would ask for my hand. Wait!
He.. is asking for my hand?
".. listen carefully this time.."
I didn't see it before, but his words somehow possess warmth and this time his voice felt different, velvety soft.
"..I said, blessings in disguise."
He stops here, enthralling me in wonder, but this is not how it is supposed to be!