Gabriel noted the place as if filled with innocence, the last and only light visible appearing from a crevice in the small opening at the top of the cave high above. Behind him lay the path where he come from to explore these caves. Wishing for his sole purpose to getting lost for a few days, a vague and confusing thought, yet with an understanding to come down and enjoy the solitude.
Setting up his base camp in the centre of the cave where he could only hear his own voice echo as he whispered with subtle lip movements. Going towards the cave’s entry point, he used a white-coloured spray to identify where he had come from. Tired from travelling, he decided to take some rest. Daylight would still be for another twelve hours. After leaving for his trip at dawn, it had taken him around three hours to reach here. He had challenged himself to keep all of his technological gadgets back at home where he was obsessed with using them in his daily life. Now, he had decided to pull it off. Determined to get a detox for a few days to stay away from them, he had packed food supplies worth a week, a small tent and some clothing into a rucksack.
Life is a bowl of mixed ingredients filled with our best and worst fears. Think of it in terms of anything. Can we just let go all that we possess? Do we anticipate and worry too much?
This is my story. Although I’m deprived of sight to see what lies around, I continue to listen and feel the wind. There are certain moments when I’m forced to concentrate deeper on topics I may not have any interest at all. Nonetheless, this is my life, a door, passing information from one outside to the inside. I am the only passage for your exposure to the timbres that envelope and send you towards a release of blissful emotions.
The days are bright and clear. Sunshine bathes the world with infinite blessings, grounds blush as flowery buds sprout to display vibrant colours of dashing beauty, spread across to reflect the water beads glimmer. Feathery friends live in enduring lives over evolving matter. Interwoven between all such matters are invitations from species of the inexhaustible creepy crawlers, which dress up among territories and secure grounds to provide an endless nourishment towards sustenance. Continue reading
Shtanakhari. That is my name pronounced Shta-na–kha–ree. Obviously, it is a short one and not my real name. You would scream and beg for death if you even started to spell it. And please do not even begin to consider what other options there could be. Continue reading
They’re in my mind, swimming through my deepest thoughts. Involved they’ve been since I saw them a long time back, and it has been a decade since. Soaring heights and displaying vibrant colours are scales embedded into skin along their body. Continue reading
Silence. Quiet, it is. There is nothing I hear. There is the sound of nothing. Thinking about it makes me shiver. Only yesterday, I’d heard the crows cawing in the middle of the night, the blades of the ceiling fan cutting through to air, and the rustling of leaves as they’d shift sideways. Continue reading
My life surrounds me with letters, symbols, words, and sentences, grabbing history and reaching the future. Sandwiched between are difficulties occurring through life. Time recalls when mental thoughts swim deep through trenches, and lifts undying spirits until my waiting end. I am close and it has followed me here finally. Continue reading