Burning Desire

I was walking in the jungle with a book in my hand. I stepped upon a cover to guess the owner of the land. I walked a little further and guess what I see..

19:45 hrs.. The awful tune (of my mobile phone) struck off just as I was about to see. I couldn’t even guess what awaited me there. I wonder if I would have stood to the breezes in Hawaii or be dancing around in the festival at Rio or lurking around the some Vegas strip club. I would even have sky scraping at Burj Khalifa or skiing down the hills of Shimla. I would even be hanging around at De Bambolena or Al Majrah (sheesha cafes located in the United Arab Emirates) or chatting around a little bonfire with a bunch of friends or rather breathing a fresh air with a friend over a cup of tea.

For the past 120 hours, I have been wondering where exactly am I?

In the wee hours of ultimate February morning I realized how much I have been missing my family. I really long to see all of them. I wiped a tear down to realize again that it’s obligatory to have a void in order to survive in this world.
Life is a race to fill in the voids, empty spaces or rather what natural humans call desires. I wonder if I die the day I have filled all the vacuums or I leave them in complete. Only time will tell how a peaceful death exactly feels. Wonder if anyone has ever experienced?

Through this twenty one years, I have went through people describing pain, exploring love, reading minds, unraveling codes, imagining stuffs like life of a hair, plight of a chair, what does the water think, life through the eyes of a wall, life at a glance, life if I were a proton, what if I could rule everything for a day, emotions of a flower petal, life seen by an old tree.. there is no end to the imaginations.
Justifying the above fact let’s experience the last breath of a dying soul. The ultimate CO2 + O2 combination that goes inside. Let’s experience the last trickle of air that goes inside before the eyes close. The molecules of air battle through to enter the respiratory tract before the last call of the lungs die out. I was lucky to catch upon with one such molecule.

Quoting from the interview: “it’s real exciting to be into everyone, some are real good and some worth forgetting. Lately I have been carrying a sweet fragrance every time I walk out of some nasals. I wonder it’s these species that you call females. Life is a real fun, but the only thing that bares me when I entered a track last night.

It was pitch dark all around, the place seem to have been deserted for decades, even the skulls of the dinosaurs seem to have vanished. I touched upon the ground only to feel an abnormal rise in temperature. Suddenly the darkness starts to melt, the scene gets uglier as the evils of pain, grief agony, disrespect spear upon the blatant field an after an hour of continuous wage a drop of blood rises on the ground..”

The molecule quickly rushed outside only to find some people weeping and crying, and another lying on the ground with its eyes closed.
I wiped a tear for the one who left. I wonder if I was happy for him being freed from the chaos of the world or sad for not being chosen for the same. I wonder if I was missing him as he was important to me or the only person who regarded me was him. I wonder if I was crying for the dead or relieving my own pain.

The molecule observed as I went through my emotions, and suddenly interrupted. He expressed to be human as they can cry over their own will. He expected to be human as they could rejoice over their own will. He continued..

“We do not control our emotions. I cannot laugh but I certainly cry. I live but I certainly don’t die.”
As the clouds above me get heavier, the particles oh H2O combine along with us molecules to make us cry. I weep along the rivers; bleed along the oceans only hope that all this tortures and turbulences shall get me a bright sunshine. A moment of truth and a moment to smile.

But as soon as the rays hit upon us, the H2O breaks apart leaving me upon my original condition. I do enjoy flowing through the hills, hitting upon the rocks, seeping the canaries and canals but just as everything begins to be happy the sun shines bright, blazing away the hopes, burning away the desires..

Walking past the lane I could witness the footsteps leading to my door step, I had just achieved which no journalist would have ever thought off. I covered a session with a molecule, I wonder if any of you could ever believe.

..I was walking in the jungle with a book in my hand. I stepped upon a cover to guess the owner of the land. I walked a little further and guess what I see..

13:15 hrs.. (yawn..) Ohh I haven’t been up since last night.. Ahh..
I wonder what I was through, all these times. I wonder where I have been. I wonder when did I sleep. I wonder how did I get up. I wonder if everything was just so nice. I wonder if I have been dreaming in my dream. I wonder whether I am technically right and grammatically wrong (or vice – versa). I wonder if I have been dis regarding a friend all this time. I wonder if I am hurting someone every moment. I wonder who am I??

I hope it was all a dream, only to realize LAST NIGHT that I am a molecule with a Burning Desire!!

signing off,
mE 'n mA lonE soUL

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