Spring Special

It's spring, a season of new beginnings. Everything is peaceful around and it seems like our earth is brought back to life again. This season has something special for all of us. New revelations, new beginnings. It's special in it's own way. For me, it truly was just a beginning for all the good things to come. 

My alarm went blasting on me at 5:30 am sharp. I felt like the jangling head on the clock had popped out of the device and was banging my head with it's arms monotonously. What next ? I lost and the alarm won, as usual. I tried to sit upright on my bed but sleep had tied strings with my bed and these kept on pulling me back. I could see them crying for me to get back. They really missed me. But I tried my best to avoid their deceiving gaze. I got up and went out to the balcony. My eyes were wide open. The view was awe-inspiring. My gaze stayed firm with my mouth wide open and I lived that moment, that splendid moment perfectly. After all, Spring was here.

I got myself cleaned up and was all set for the first day of spring. I reached my college and headed straight to the canteen. The smell of bagels adorned the surrounding with it's aroma. And in no time, the intensity of the smell increased rapidly. I froze the very next moment. 

'Hey. Is this seat vacant ?', said the girl with voice like a melody. 'Umm,umm... Yeah. Of course. Have a seat please.', still frozen with my eyes fixed on her. She was the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me. Her hair was perfectly in place with visible brown shades in her hair locks. Her eyes glittered. They had that shine which made me feel dizzy. Her nose was pointed and I instantly fell for that, an obsession. Her lips were inviting for a kiss. That slight pink gloss made it more like a daydream. It was like I was high with she being my drug. It was anaesthetic. She was charming and beautiful. She was like the first day of spring. It seemed that she had some superpowers for she made me froze in the spring season. I just couldn't get enough of her. 

Thinking about all this, I realized that she had left and I sat there looking at her, the way she danced away with her elegance. She made it all more than special. Everything around looked different, better. The season had it's own way of making it special for everyone and for me, she was more than special. At that moment, I realized that everyone was beautiful in their own way. But she, she was an epitome of love. It was the time for a new beginning. I wanted to know her. I wanted to fall in love, with she being the perfect choice. I wanted to give my all to her, to fly with her and to be there for her when she loses it. Yes, I wanted to be completely hers for she had reserved a permanent place in my heart. I wanted to know how it felt during the bad times, how hurt became stronger than love, how to live without a piece of heart and how to live alone. I wanted to know all of it but with her for she was already mine.

I gathered all the courage I had, held my head high and not thinking about the future, walked out of there with all the the love I had, with all the hope I had in my love, with all the faith for my hope, with all the belief on my faith, with all the courage for my belief, for she was worth it. 

Cheers to the new beginnings. Happy Spring :)

The Mask

He used to wear his mask of happiness, that fake smile everyday just to pass another day of his life. He survived. But he couldn't hide himself from the fact that he was lost, somewhere deep in those woods, away from everyone. He was always surrounded by people but that storm of loneliness was vulnerable. Things could had changed in the blink of an eye. The shackles of loneliness were too strong to be broken. Everyone used to laugh around him but they couldn't see the pain within and it eventually seemed that they were laughing on me. He lured for someone to rescue him from this inevitable loneliness, to be there when no one else could. He didn't ask for more. He made his choices. Darkness was always with him. He always used to ask himself,' Can I ever be better than this ?'. He didn't know about being happy for real. He thought of asking someone what happiness is. They had varied answers but none understandable to him. He sailed through the darkness carrying his heart and belief with him and a small hope of light that one day, someone will show up and rescue him from this darkness. He'll be able to see the clear skies again. He would rise from the ashes but his sail never ended. Every morning reminded him that he has to wear his mask else they'll come to know that he is no more what he was before. It had become more like a habit. The mask never left him and he was afraid to let go of it until the day when the change was made to happen.

One fine morning, he woke up and to his surprise, the mask was missing. His adrenaline rushed swiftly through his veins and his fears haunted him. He had to learn to live without the mask and with a heavy heart, he decided to live above his fears and face the fate. 

'You are boring', were the last and the only words he heard without a mask.