My Life, A Cocktail

Illusion is safe. Illusion is nice. Illusion is what helps me survive. I try not to see what is, and pretend to see things that everyone so easily does. Illusion makes my life clear. Illusion gives me choices, and keeps me away from that single truth of no choice. Illusion creates a different reality, until reality totally fades out. Walking on designated trails is so much simpler. 'Coz it tells you where you fit in. I am supposed to be one lost piece of the giant jigsaw puzzle.

Stop taking things for granted. You have been gifted with people in your life, and they are all that you need to live by. They are the only ones who make your otherwise dull life, full of colors and fun. They are people you cannot possibly live without, not physically, but emotionally. And there is that one person in your life, that you possibly cannot trade for any damn thing in this world, he is all that you need for this sustenance, and for the lot more lives to come, if at all. You definitely cannot take him for granted. And yet I do it. Why, is a constant question I keep asking myself. And perhaps will continue. But well, is that what is meant by closeness? Love? Is that what they mean? I am not sure, I have never really been. I read something about the “One”. Yes, life is supposed to be some natural flow of all things, living and otherwise, all in continuous existence with one another. Now that was some impressive literature, I must say. And when I read it, I really believed it....

I had been expecting it for a while now. It kinda excited me to wait, and picture, pictures of little christmas greetings, with little snow covered houses, reindeers and the snowman, bright colors in the background of white. The exhilaration of imagination is sometimes so great, that it overcomes all fear, all apprehension. Like I thought, it came silently, while I was asleep. The sudden wake up call in the morning, was my best till today, coz the next moment, I found myself looking for my glasses, so that I could get a glimpse of what I had been waiting for so long. White flakes covered the green, I longed to get out. I saw tiny specs falling from the sky, as though Mother Earth was being bequested with some treasure. Dry leaves that had covered the earth till now, had suddenly turned into bowls of snow. I picked up a leaf, and touched the snow. It sent a shiver through me, symbollically and literally. I covered myself well and went to school. I was returning to my office in school, a...