XCENTRIC-ANGEL

A lantern shines in the darkness, hanging precariously from a nail on the wall. The wind spreads through the vastness, as it grunts and hauls, loudly, piercing through the echos. But no matter what, no one can hear my call. I walk alone, stumbling through the crevices of my mind. The light is gone now, but for the lantern that shines. What have I become? A monster of some kind? Blood is streaming from my face, is that a sign? Battles I have fought, the victories I have had, none of these seem to matter in the darkness deep within my head. I walk like the dead, pacing around, feeling sad. The light flutters in the lantern. A light that once led is now letting me drown in the velvet black of my mind. Where could I have gone terribly wrong, I wonder. My life has definitely lost its sheen. Will I ever see the light that once shone? The darkness engulfs my being, leaving me with the skeletons of my past. They become ghosts and haunt me now. How could sanity, now ever last? The lantern sha

Its finally here! Winter the month that makes me feel all mixed up inside. Unlike summer, where even your most irritable sweaty day fades away into the cool evening breeze, a winter day tends to freeze you over. Not physically, mind you! In a place like Hyderabad winters are only in the nights. Its when the temperature dips to 14 degrees (which by the way is quite cool considering we live in a tropical area). It all began when I was younger. Probably when I was around 10 or 12 years of age. I was in my home town, Vizag. It's a coastal city, where you can smell the sea in the air at any given time. During the end of one November month, as I was playing on the road with my friends, I suddenly stopped and closed my eyes. A sweet cold wind brushed my face, caressing my cheeks so tenderly. I stood frozen in time, and that was when I knew that my life was never going to be the same. Winter is that time of the month when I feel the most alone. I am disconnected from life and want to be l