Thursday, August 26, 2010

A Beginning

Everything seemed familiar yet new. New subjects, new classmates, I even got new clothes for this winter’s end.

Everything is new except this foreboding stint of emptiness… Maybe everything is not that new afterall…

Here I am again, lost in the light of the moon that tears the dark into day. Gleaming across the horizon is a place I called home, a place 8000 miles away. Bathed in grey, the walls of my memory divide the thoughts from the past. I am just in between this cabalistic world, just a shadow casted by these walls of truth… I languish in this world of grey, waiting for something or someone to colour it, or I could just stay at this stop and wait for things to fade to black.

I’m not anywhere near the beginning… For a ‘beginning’ is just a state of mind, a valence of a pseudo cognition.