Ellipses…
The world slowly melts away like half-eaten chocolate mousse forgotten on the table in the Delhi summers… Ellipses take over the page… follow each and every sentence as I pen down a letter to You. Thoughts, yes, thoughts are spinning out of control and I, yes, I am lost… Lost in spiralling thoughts… Thoughts of what was, what is and what can never be… oooooh ! I am philosophising now… Philosophising is fun, you take ideas and blow them up on a huge 70mm screen and then you pseudo-intellectual-comment on them! Or you could just imagine them being put under a microscope like those stupid cheek cells… or worse, onion cells… with the ink stain. Ink stains, remind me of bruises. Bruised skin turning blueish purple ’cause you fell. Fell. What all will you take care of? Who will take care of me…? Will he hate me? Will she? Will they never realise I will collapse one day… I am so tired… my eyes hurt… I am so tired… my ears hurt… my mind hurts from all the thinking. Nevermind now, the phone rings. It won’t stop. It will never ever stop. Where was I……Oh yes! the world, I look at it through gorgeous rain and forget about its flaws… I forget about mine when the rain drops attack me, my face, my neck, they cling to my eyelashes like precious ‘gems’ and I strain to not blink them away… they kiss me ever so softly and I try not to taste them… I inhale… ‘gili mitti’…………… I let them splash around in the cup of tea, I still drink it, I can smell earth. Glorious glorious earth, it’s thirst quenched… for now. I let You All fade away, I let my World fade away… voices are as soft as whispers… The chills running down my already weakened spine don’t matter… I let the wind tease me, it tangles my hair, runs its beautiful fingers through my hair and sings to me… rustling leaves shush me to sleep… dew… soft cool dew soaks me up… I am part of it all… I am now… I mumble to the grass, seek permission to sleep… Let me sleep for now, wake me when it’s all over…. All of it? She asks. I nod sleepily and hide my face in my arms and its nice and dark. Dark enough to lull me to sleep… dark enough for chocolate mousse cravings… molten ‘gooey’ chocolate mousse…
