Unstirred Eve: Unstirred Eve

Unstirred Eve: Unstirred Eve: Sometimes in life we sit by the window watching the sunset sipping through a cup of tea..Strange..sometimes its important to stir the ...

Unstirred Eve

Sometimes in life we sit by the window watching the sunset sipping through a cup of tea..Strange..sometimes its important to stir the sugar well lest it will come in mouth…

Life is as strange..though the sugar is in the cup it doesn’t taste well coz perhaps the sugar has settled at the base and it needs to be stirred…pretty well.

Such a short life..yet it seems like eons..looking at the bygones it seems an era has passed..days look much gloomier..darker…alas..there aint no rhyme that talks about a silver lining in the dark cloud…

What a contrast to the time when the hours in a day seemed less..so much to live..so much of life to drink..to gulp down your throat… n no sugar came in mouth.. Here it’s a standstill..looks like a view from afar.. you can see miles n miles..all seems small and vague..difficult to get through a day…for it doesn’t pass…

Another Friday evening and nothing to look forward to…yeah some dreams do remain unaccomplished but the pain of half lived is far more overbearing than the ones yet an embryo..

It’s a plain time..colorless..sunshine-less..dark..what an evening..emptiness of life reflects in it..mirroring me..someone I dunno..someone I dun wana know..

Numbness..frozen soul..for there wont be any sunshine anymore..evenings wont smell of you ever..there wont be giggles..laughter..fights..jokes..a blank frame which wont ever be painted…for there anrent any colors..and there aint any artist..there aint any you…