A Real Nightmare
I felt buzzed the other night. I woke up with some grisly dream. And all I was doing was to get rid of the dampness around my face but constantly recollecting what I saw. In this whole act of sweaty moment, I took my phone to make a call and drain out the funk so that I can feel less anxious and this was the real nightmare-where I was shattered to just scroll the contact list where I couldn’t find a single name to call for.
I figured out, like what I earned in this whole voyage of my life? Not a single person whom I can just call and say that I don’t feel okay/good/feel bit lost/empty with no further questions being asked back & I get a reply that it’s okay not to be okay, and not being judged further and cross questioned just being said, “make another attempt to sleep, may be”. No drama no exaggeration of the situation but just a calm reply. Just to know that there is this someone who will be there around, is this too much to ask in life for? Is this a lot of reckoning out of sentiments or just a lack of Emptiness? In this whole rout situation finding yourself still calm is a cliché, isn’t it?
We all have friend’s, relationships, buddies, husband, wife, just friend and what not but have you ever thought who is the one that fits in here? Or it’s just a missing puzzle with unrevealed image.
