Dark Memories

A bird flutters its feathers. A clock ticks a second. A drop of rain falls on my windowsill.


Every second, there are millions of happenings around the universe but you don’t suppose that something important is going to happen to you..A call maybe from the distant yet near past or seeing someone you took pain in forgetting.....sometimes at the time of the event, you don't think, you don't look around you....your heart leaps. Nothing...nothing can go wrong now, you dive into your past breaking all the silent promises, silently.

After 'Screwing Up’ you know you had your chance, time ruins the deepest of friendship...so what’s an hour long 'friendly' talk. It was as if a chill swept through me, constraining my heart but forcing it to pump harder the black blood in my veins. The Memories of it will haunt me for some time to come.....

(C)Aman Gupta 2009

3 comments:

bhavul said...

Great thought brother. great blog too. Gonna put a link to urs in mine :-)

Mohini said...

its beautiful...it seems dats ur emotions come pouring into dis piece.....n d language is enticing...:):)

Aman Gupta said...

Thank You Bhavul and Mohini :)