The Blank Truth

Some people just walk in our life for the mere reason of walking out one day. But whatever be the duration of their stay, they teach us some wonderful lessons in life which we can only smile at. Smiling and reminiscing at the same time when there is nothing else to remember. A burnt piece of tie, a cigarette stub, a crumpled piece of paper from the coat pocket, a broken mirror with golden frame..all speak of a dilapidated marriage and a a truth which you can never overcome. The truth about your life and mine,which cannot be expressed in words. It is experienced in long drawn silences and moments of eye contact. It was felt in those divine moments when you had once stared at me for a while, among the flower beds and I looked at you briefly and fell in love with you almost instantly. Between that cherished moment and the broken mirror piece lies a truth which is as hollow as life itself. It is the blank truth which is empty and vacant. Retaining the emptiness of life and the hollow truth, it speaks with its eyes and swallows you with its ears. Its an experience when you give yourself a chance amidst all confusions in life. You are somewhere in the middle when this happens and it doesn't give you the opportunity to save yourself. You are caught fighting ultimately with yourself. And when you are over that, you are left with some remnants of the last night's struggle to keep yourself alive. So whenever you look back at that very time, you think of its as blank and hollow because the only feeling you had in you was emptiness. But today, as I look at myself, I can feel the past casting its shadows on me and I move away and face the broad daylight.