Impressions 'n Expressions

Location: Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh, India

The permanent temptation of life is to confuse dreams with reality. The permanent defeat of life is when dreams are surrendered to reality.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008


Far above, darkness is speckled with innumerable glints of shimmering embers burning itself away far beyond the realm of thought and imagination, while closer, much closer, the stillness of nightlife echoes the silences of an age gone by.

The only sound that attempts to drown out the emptiness that has made itself comfortable around you is the steady hum of an antiquated fan that tries to battle the overpowering sense of claustrophobic heat. Languidness weaves a cloak around you as the dry summer heat slowly but steadily imprints itself into your conciousness.

You need water.

Pervasive heat dissipates thoughts into random lethargic inactions and every moment is stretched to last that much longer.

Inaction spawns lonliness.

Lonliness mates with lethargy. Out of this perfect union is born a sense of vacuousness that penetrates the very core of your being, churning away at your inner self and transmutating you into a hollow shell of vacuity. You know you seek, but can't fathom why.

You need water.

When did it all ebb away, you wonder. You try hard to locate that point in time where the slide began, but the line between what could've been and what is has blurred and all that is left is a wasteland of opportunities.

Memory defines impotency.

In the collage of all things remembered, you glimpse flashes of promise and potential that mixed uneasily with hedonistic mundaneness that gradually pervaded everything that you are...have become. The frivolity of everyday existence erased existential wonder and distinction between the dark and the light got coloured, creating a twilight grey.

Life doesn't come with perfumed erasers, but there is a whole set of colouring pencils at your disposal and tomorrow you will start on your canvas. You realise that you have been thinking about this since...since yesterday...yesterday when you still had a reason, a reason that was not rooted in the mechanics of staying alive or just existing, but an yesterday when dreams were young and your's was to reason why.

But, you are running with the Gods and no one said it was going to be easy.

You look up at the stars.