Friday, October 3, 2008

My First love - Sleep

Dear Blog,

It was not a romantic evening. The sun was not crimson red. It wasn’t raining. Flowers were not blooming in full swing. Nor were the birds chirping. The vast horizon beyond the vast expanse of tree-dotted land was not the poetic blue. I was not in a silent park with butterflies sucking nectar from the multicoloured array of flowers set amongst the auburn autumn leaves. I was not sailing to a dreamland on a luxury cruise. There were no sounds of the sea waves crashing on the shore. No palm-groves to tie up my beach-side cabana... And for sure, I did not have my copy of F.R.I.E.N.D.S with me...

Yet my heart was beating fast, almost pounding. The breath was slow and jagged. The mind was on the roller coaster ride of my life. The stomach was growling with hunger for more, what, I never knew. The eyes seldom blinked as rapidly as they did then...

A swish in the air, fire in the sky, a booming sound and lo... I was awake again!!!

Waking up is rarely so bad,


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hmmm hmmm???