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Friday, February 19, 2010

Frozen Reminiscences of an Avid Dreamer - 2090

Invisible existence, broken wings and there are confusions all around me. There is numbness, there is darkness and there are some shadows of those frozen reminiscences. Some people love to walk alone; some people love to walk with a partner and some people love walking with their hidden shadows. You feel nothing, you just become numb. There was a man who was always appreciated and cared. There was a man who was always amid laughter. There was man who never saw pain. Yes, it’s the story of that man.

December 2090, New Delhi, India….Delhi was freezing that day (minus 50 degrees). He was going through some unpublished manuscripts. He was actually trying to burn them with his electronic lighter. Nobody knows what was written there. Nobody ever visited his apartment from last 30 years. He is wearing a jacket which shows his age, time, and his current status that’s “invisible”. He is trying to laugh but his freezing jaws were preventing him to smile even. He is thinking something which nobody can predict. Finally, he managed to burn all his documents. All chips gone – he said to himself. Finally he is free from all those painful memories. His heartbeats slowed down suddenly. He was flying with joy in his private gadget. He can see the whole town from up above now. He can see some machines, he can see some artificial trees, he can see some floating flyovers, he can seen some robots but he was unable to locate any human with two legs, two hands and two eyes. It seems nothing was left. There were fake playgrounds with animated statues. The man started laughing again…He was flying in his private instrument. He was no more sitting and thinking in his old apartment.

Invisible existence, broken wings and there are confusions all around me. There is numbness, there is darkness and there are some shadows of those frozen reminiscences – The man said to himself. He tried to laugh but his mouth was frozen, he tried to smile instead which he finally managed to do. He was flying that day to look around him and unfortunately he couldn’t spot any human. He was only one left without a mechanical heart and an animated avatar. That was the story of an avid dreamer who kept flying in his private gadget called dream, that was the story of that man who always felt life from within…


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7 comments :

I wonder, often, as to how good it would be to be detached from everything and then live life - perhaps bliss itself!

True... passionate detachment :)

loved the ending... that was deep...

... looks like someone borrowed your dreamer's gadget :-)

Do you know that some people believe it's possible to control and choose their dreams ?

(French day-dreamer)

The last line, just ended the whole prose well! Very well penned!

A Very Happy New Year to you.

xoxo

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