Friday, 28 March 2008

Some Comforts in the Dark

Sitting quietly in the balcony, wrapped up in a blanket in the stifling summer heat while there’s a power-cut is fairly pleasant. Listening to the most loser-ish playlist possible while being treated as an evening treat by mosquitoes is even nicer. Oh don’t worry, there is no trace of sarcasm in this. The evening breeze and whatever little I could see of the sky kept me calm enough to appreciate the darkness that surrounded me. It was beautiful in an almost sinfully alluring way. I suppose it’s a good thing that I’m not new to all of this. At least this way I can convince myself to get used to the urge to be electrocuted.

I am actually amused by my state of mind. It is good to know that trusty solitude will not abandon me in my time of need, very comforting indeed, mainly since I seem to have tear ducts which just won’t operate, even when I need them to.

3 comments:

little boxes said...

i think there was a sense of loss lurking somewhere...
might be completely off the track but still i thought so.
and yes,darkness is beautiful so much so that light begins to sting your eyes later...
beautifully written,as usual

Aruni RC said...

no trace of sarcasm in this... Oh, yeah? Since when has a single syllable on this blog been without the delectable tinge of sarcasm? Which is probably why I keep coming back to it.

Gypsy said...

numb.numb.numb.