unchained

a train set free , running down the mountain .. gathering speed as it does .. faster and faster.. and if one is sitting on top of the train, can feel the rush in the veins. the wind blows into the hair, refreshing the entire body. one feels all alive during the process but it has to end at some point , the mountain slope ends and there is a flat land. and once the train reaches the end , it crashes into the ground. the faster it goes worse is the crash.

nine inch nails

he was struggling to walk, with heavy snow on the roads. there was just miles of white snow everywhere he looked. you could hardly see the road, just a mix of the white and the tar color at the surface. cars moving along in a slow line with headlights on, and again white snow coloring their otherwise shiny surfaces. the pavements were completely in snow and there was not a inch of grass visible. the trees looked as if they had white leaves , and as he passed the houses he realized the almost eerie scene with no living being venturing out. the snow falling didnt add any romantic notion that was just in the movies he guessed. one could see man and woman playing oh so very beautifully in the swiss alps and throwing the cute snowballs at each other. he realized he was in the kingdom of whiteness.
it was cold , bitter cold and he was doing his best to hide his face in the jacket. the leather jacket kept him warm , the thick shoes kept his feet warm and the thick jeans kept his legs warm. but for so long, before a cold sensation would creep along his legs and spread his body. he would shiver and for sometime he would feel a little warm and then again the cold would spread. his vision was blurred by the snow falling, on his eyes and he just opened them .. just enough so that he could see what lay right in front of him, whether the path continued inspite of the snow.
he was feeling the cold inside him, deep inside him. he realized just like after a very bitter disappointment and one gets over it , there is like coldness inside. keeping his head downwards and walking straight , he still had a while to go before he reached the warmth of his home. at such times he would start thinking , what hurt him more .. the incident itself or thinking about it in such a time. hurt due to failed expectations, hurt due to losing a certain happiness , a certain comfort. it comes back right , the expectations that one has which builds with each successful event finally giving away to the coup de grace. it falls apart and staring in horror at a time gone wrong in every possible way. one is just left with the pieces of shattered what-could-have-beens or just a lingering memory that will fade away. and many times it doesnt .. it stays right there in front of the mind. not the details , just the overall picture. feeling helpless even though one had every resource to command, feeling so fricking helpless probably lying in the bed every morning made sense.
humans always try to reason out events , try to explain things ... finding a logical explanation that always fits the sequence of events. however it might not be right, there might be no reason at all too but we are driven to reason , understand irrespective of it being true.
and falling in that cycle is dangerous , really more so when he felt bitterly hurt.
one gets hurt or is content due to expectations,
having expectations is something natural .. drawing the line is not.

nine inch nails singing hurt , such an amazing song again !!

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

my immortal

evanescence - my immortal , an amazing haunting song !!


And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave
Your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone
You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now, I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams

the nature wonder

there was a line of cars in front, as far as the eye can see. it was a traffic jam and he was stuck right in the middle of it. he hated driving cars in such places, and thankfully today he is not. he looked across at his friend, whose forehead creased with intense concentration accelerating and braking .... it was cold , not a shivering cold but an uneasy cold that was very suffocating. there was a song on the radio playing , the beats quite fast and on a normal day he would be pretty pumped listening to it. today he was just tired from something. there were cars all around him but beyond them lay the beach that they had set out for.
the signal turned green and they pulled into one of the roads and turned right and halting as soon as they started. and there he saw it , the huge expansive bridge. the fog was heavy and the top part of the bridge was totally cut out of view. it was like one of those batman movies , where a heavy fog always descends on gotham city over the tall building and bridges cutting it out of view. he found it beautiful, and looking out from the car the sunshine was subdued , was completely filtered. the bridge was huge and the arching rods that supported it was magnificent. brown and just a plain brown in color it gave further proof to how man overcame certain challenges that nature gave him.
slowly they inched past the cars and the traffic eased as they pulled into one of the roads leading to the beach. now the sight was wonderful, the bridge and the fog and the ocean on both sides. he saw people walking on the bridge somehow walking and it seemed like that gave them a lot of comfort. somehow walking on that bridge was so different , their hair was flowing in the cold wind that was blowing. as they strode on the new road the surroundings slowly changed. they were on the way to the beach through a hilly region. and climbing up the incline they were making turns to push further up. and as the car came into a road that stretched in front what he saw on the right was spellbounding. the huge mountaneous expanse with trees and just everything so green , very pure and across that lay the beach , bluish water , the white sand. rocks littered the place and added to the beauty of the entire place. the fog was descending as a protective cover to the entire place. he could see cars coming back from the beach in a distance , looked like small toys. and dots of people on the beach. he relaxed a bit now , sitting back in the seat and taking the entire sight in.
the hilly terrain was sculpted randomly, one could see how it was bulldozed to make way for the roads, and with nothing near polluting it it was a sight to behold. he could not take his eyes off the scene and his mind lay at rest.