Thursday, 23 October 2008

Some scrawls, some scribbling wanders off my page...


Hands cupped and face slightly down, she whispers to a force unknown. The dawn is about to spread its wings, the cold outside is sneaking in through the open window. A tear falls and drops, as if deliberately into those delicate but pale hands...

The tall trees stand majestically around her and the cold winter's fresh, virgin mist veils itself around nature. She takes small steps on the footpath crawling in front of her. The morning hours and the melodious silence hums as she walks past the red brick building. Soon off the footpath, the wet, cool grass beneath tickles her warm feet. She submits herself to the ambiance, closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and exhales a quite prayer...

Crouching like old men we walked in silence as if performing a pantomime. One wrong move or a tiny clatter or noise would spoil the whole act. It was indeed an act, a play, fragment of imagination being played in someone's mind...


The fleecy clouds lay in alternating layers above, beneath a raging fire, cold and numb. The air full of contradictions added to the twists and turns of nature. They both walked past each other, each drowning in their ocean of thoughts, meditating in the storm of nostalgia...

The magic in the eyes, the charm of the smile and the sound of the voice was distant but could be felt. Some connections are made as distances increase and the charm remains...faces fade out but the feelings stay fresh, new and young...a bubble bursts and nothing remains...


15 comments:

ڈفر said...

very nice :)
specially the cyan para

Abdul Sami said...

why does the bubble always pop in the end ???

uglyduckling said...

Twist end main ata hai Sami bhai, end main.

Bhai wah! Kya baat ki hai main nay. B-)

[[[ x Smiley x ]]] said...

Smiley likes this! :)

exquisite said...

A prayer, an existence,
Walk & a challenge,
clash of the equals & different,
a few reminiscences,
juxtaposition and
a touch of effervesce…
this has got it all…

You are very gifted. MashAllah!

If you don’t mind me asking mubi, what do you study?

m.h.a said...

Oooh nicely written mubi very nice MashaALLAH...waisay you know i couldn't really understand the real theme behind it...i mean the connection :(...but nevermind, i dont understand most of the stuff these days :(

Mubi said...

there are two cyan like paras...which one duffer? :p
there you go smacula, beaugly actually answered it :S
thanks smiley.
lol, exqui,that cant be for me ;p gifted? ;p m enrolled in mass communication as my major :)
mha, just a few scrawls, bits and pieces laying around in my mind...no theme at all.

hfm said...

:)

I likeeeee.
I want to write something fictional too, but I'm too lazy to do so.
:|

exquisite said...

@mubi: that work of urz, it has talent written all over

mass communication? do they teach u poetry on the side :D

Mubi said...

rainy, this kind of half baked fiction...everyone can do,,even lazy people :D

exqui,no wonder this post has generated least number of comments ;p

lol, no poetry in mass comm exqui! in fact right now they are teaching us nothing, hows that ;)

thanks btw

Summer Cutee said...

mubi this reminds me of our msging at nyt...*sigh* that was a long time bak!!
i likes...and now i want a gale to blow :(

exquisite said...

least comment is because this stuff is deep yo....

they don't teach u nothing but remember Einstein, us ka bi class mei dil nahi lagta thaa... now look at him... a great historical figure :P

Abdul Sami said...

but he still lacked fashion sense... !!!

and he was still weak at mathematics...

Seher dot com said...

exemplary rambling and i would be insulting it if i say rambling!
artwork is more apropriate!
:D
keep this up!
it is a pleasuresome read

Mubi said...

seher :) i say its scribbling coz somewhere while writing i totally lost my track...thanks a lot. hope to see more of you here

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