The hot tea kettle, placed beside the table and two cups at their places to be filled with them. With a swift move, my hands were with contact with the cups. As I took a slurp of the tea, I got a glimpse of my garden in which the flowers were budding. After a warm bath which refreshed my mood, I took on my shoes slightly adjusting the grip with my hands and went to the streets. A comforting day, with a fresh start to the world. An African lady walking past by me, an infant crying and some children enjoying their auspicious childhood days. The cold breeze whipping through my face, and sending a shiver upon my spine. The artistic street wall painting, crafted in different melodic colours. I entered McDonald’s, ate one hamburger and walked out. I simply detest eating apple pie, so one hamburger is enough to last me till the afternoon. The hustling bustling of the city, with my sunglasses on as the sun slowly and steadily shining more brighter. Some teens staring at the old Ford Mustang version of 1967. Billboards soaring high up in the limitless sky. It was a perfect start to such a comforting day until the presence of somebody was perceptible. I felt as if somebody was following me…
Time ceased to have stir in the air, and waited for a long time. They both glared at each other, and the silence is reborn. It looks like I am lost in a sea of clone troopers, waiting for the Emperor to give his orders. An inferno was smothered into nothingness, and I was reborn like a golden Phoenix. The bees started sucking nectar from the honeycomb, life came back. Within, my forces lied an octopus of lies and truth. It had 8 legs, and each of them had different shades. Every song sung seemed like a lullaby levitating towards eternal peace. No one spoke a word, and the silence was gloomy.
The cold air whipping through my face caught my breath and sent a shiver upon my spine. The winter was already here, and the lights has gone off soon. I went across the road and looked down at the spherical and colourful world that I see. The flickering lights, the snowy evening and between all of this a person which is just gawking around all of this without getting any clue what is happening. He stood there long, till the plant and the creeper grew enough to eat himself by his side. He rested on the footpath of the old road that made it’s way to the black and old mountains. An eerie feeling of the dark angel gripping his hands and flying away and raised at an astonishing height which none of us could ever imagine. The angel of darkness has swiped out another piece of shining light. It had eaten the person like it is the softest rock in it’s lovely grip.
Happy Thanksgiving day to all. We should thank for the harvest we got this year and will get in the next years. Also I have a couple of things to tell you all. You all have supported me colossally and it really touched my heart. We have reached more than 500 people following us. It is great but this is not we are here for. I am having fun with you guys. Love you all. Once again wishing you.
As he sat beside him tears came trickling down his cheeks. The vivid memory of him was passing through every synapse in my body. It was an obnoxious truth which was behind my Utopian world. The nostalgic feeling echoed back towards me and piercing me like fire from ice and with my heart shattered.