Rain

It was a cold night and to add to it, it was raining hard. The night was completely dark , the only sounds were those of the rain drops falling or rather lashing on every surface and substance. The ground, the trees, the leaves, the houses, the river. Yes the river. Navya slowly made her way towards the river. It was raining so bad she could hardly see ahead. The rain drops were so big and ferocious , she actually felt them trying to tear into her body and seep into her bones. The rain made her feel very vulnerable and exposed. She kept catching her breath , barefoot, clad in a cotton sari, she could already feel the cold cutting deep inside her. Her tears got mixed in the rain waater and her trembling hands and legs could have been due to the rain, the cold or the turmoil within. She knew after this , there was no looking back. She also knew that she couldn't go bakc, there was no respite in the life she was leaving back and she knew she couldn't be at peace not in this life. She had to face the reality and take stock of things, she would go mad otherwise.
It was clawing at her mind, at her insides, making her hollow inch by inch, eating away at her flesh, she was engrossed in her thoughts she didnt even realise that she was almost at the river side. The mighty river,how many times had she come her during happier times and time swhen she was less disturbed. Everytime the river gave her courage and renewed her, breathed life back into her, but otday she had not come to get a new life. Today she had come to feel the river from its belly cause she believed nothing else could help her from the place where she was now. The rains were still coming down furiously, the dark river also seemd to be getting restless with the constant lashing of the clouds, it rumbled angrily and looked all agitated and showed a turmoil which only Kavya's heart could match and Kavya knew that their union will be the solution to her writhing and it would bring her peace. Fear no terror gripped her heart, a physical terror. she coul dfeel the nails of terror digging into her heart, she started gasping for breath and then befor eshe could fear could paralyse her she broke into a run.

It was a cold night and to add to it, it was raining hard. The night was completely dark , the only sounds were those of the rain drops falling or rather lashing on every surface and substance. The ground, the trees, the leaves, the houses, the river. Yes the river. Navya slowly made her way towards the river. It was raining so bad she could hardly see ahead. The rain drops were so big and ferocious , she actually felt them trying to tear into her body and seep into her bones. The rain made her feel very vulnerable and exposed. She kept catching her breath , barefoot, clad in a cotton sari, she could already feel the cold cutting deep inside her. Her tears got mixed in the rain waater and her trembling hands and legs could have been due to the rain, the cold or the turmoil within. She knew after this , there was no looking back. She also knew that she couldn't go bakc, there was no respite in the life she was leaving back and she knew she couldn't be at peace not in this life. She had to face the reality and take stock of things, she would go mad otherwise.
It was clawing at her mind, at her insides, making her hollow inch by inch, eating away at her flesh, she was engrossed in her thoughts she didnt even realise that she was almost at the river side. The mighty river,how many times had she come her during happier times and time swhen she was less disturbed. Everytime the river gave her courage and renewed her, breathed life back into her, but otday she had not come to get a new life. Today she had come to feel the river from its belly cause she believed nothing else could help her from the place where she was now. The rains were still coming down furiously, the dark river also seemd to be getting restless with the constant lashing of the clouds, it rumbled angrily and looked all agitated and showed a turmoil which only Kavya's heart could match and Kavya knew that their union will be the solution to her writhing and it would bring her peace. Fear no terror gripped her heart, a physical terror. she coul dfeel the nails of terror digging into her heart, she started gasping for breath and then befor eshe could fear could paralyse her she broke into a run.

It's Complicated!

Life really has many layers to it. You can live it on various layers at the same time. you can be on the superficial layer for most of the time , worrying about everyday things, the dul, the boring , the mundane, job, colleagues, ego clashes, work, study, money, status, car, house,health and a hundred of thoer things that cause worry bubbles in that little mind of ours and then there is this layer where you are detached from your own life and are but a mere spectator, when your own life and its problems don't affect you, you feel you are looking in from outside and you can similarly look at others from the top, the ones you admire, the ones you envy, the ones you ignore , and you see everyone is full of some daily life routine and either busy trying to race ahead or seemingly content and happy with life. Then there is the third layer, where-in you try to figure out the bigger picture of life, truing to put together the pieces and see where does it all fit and what does it all mean, why you are where you are, why you do what you do, why whatever happened had to happen, how the past beautifully weaves into the present making way for the future. The next layer is where in the only thing you can think of is LIFE itself, all the questions about the greater existence haunt you, What, Why,How, When, Where?
If so much of thought is going in at each of the stage then that surely is a lot of exercise for the tiny li'l brain cells isn't it.. well then LIFE as we know it is not really a game children play. The least that life can be - is - It's Complicated!