Terrace talks

Terrace talks

The wind didn't feel like breeze even if it was.

The sky didn't seem clear even if it was.

The voices agitated the mind and yet silent it was.

Thoughts pushed each other further and further yet, blur it was.

She sat there in despair. She seldom visited the terrace and still it felt like the safest place on earth. Tears rolled down her eyes and yet her dreams were dry. She had questions, none of them clear enough to be asked or silly enough to be left alone. She could have cursed god if she had talked to him before. She could have cursed fate if she had believed in it more. She could have blamed the circumstances if she was sure they were the reason. She could have pointed a finger at herself if she had known herself better.

She sat in despair. She seldom visited the terrace but somehow she had nowhere else to go.

"Give me a reason to hold on..." she cried not even knowing who she was talking to.

"You hear that?" Something asked her.

"That's the passing time." It said.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"Life, I am. I am the only thing you seem to have right now." The fragile yet firm voice added.

"Why are you so messed up? Why can't you be simple? Why can't you give people what they want and save them from what they don't?" The girl asked referring to all the people she assumed to be suffering. Just like her.

"I cannot be simple lady. People do not appreciate simple things. And since when do people have a clue about what they want and what they don't? You ask for a reason to hold on, you have a million of them. You see, the only thing that I have is time which never stops for me, to cope up with it. The only thing that is not so disheartening for me is the fact that ill have time forever even if it is slipping away and that is why I do hold on to it. You on the other hand have me for a short period and still you think of giving up? Do you realize that the joy and excitement an unread book gives you, gradually fades away and no matter how much you loved it you look at it in a complete different manner now. Don't you see the cake you want so badly when you are hungry doesn't give you the same pleasure once you are full? Don't you see the fascination of a new car attenuates along the years of it's usage? Don't you see the job you were dying to get doesn't seem to be that fun when you've worked there for a while? Do you realize that all the money you earned by working so hard throughout your life seems worthless when you lie on a bed with needles in your veins? Don't you see that there is nothing in this materialistic world that can give you joy forever except for your own self? The joy lies within my dear and that is why you have never lost anything in your entire life time. One sometimes finds it difficult to carry on but just when one gives up on me, one looses every single second of joy i planned for him or her. I am full of opportunities. A goal doesn't feel the same when you haven't ran enough miles, dodged enough hurdles and faced enough disappointments. Hang in there my child. No time no place no feeling is permanent. All you need to do is hang on till the phase passes away and while you do that, observe how it works because each and every portion of mine is dedicated to teaching you something. It will pass and you will rejoice your victory with the broadest smile and will welcome the failures with open arms. All you need to do is hang on and not give up. My child I, will do the rest."

The girl kept starring at nowhere and thinking about what she heard. Her tears stopped and her eyes got wide. She rolled her hair behind her ears so that she could see the moon and the sky seemed clearer than ever. She took off her jacket and the wind felt pleasantly cold not different from the breeze. She removed her hands off her ears and the voices faded away. She allowed all the thoughts to enter and only the right ones showed up.

She sat there in joy. She seldom came to the terrace but now it was like a temple to her. She smiled and got up. She opened her arms and though her feet touched the floor, she was flying faster and higher than ever.

At that very moment she made a deal, a pact she never wanted to break. She made sure she meant what she was thinking  and that she is going to hang on. No matter what happens she said, no matter how dark the clouds are...Ill wait till the sun finds a way for me to see it and it will. No matter how alone i feel ill hang on till i get the right person to talk to. Ill hang on there no matter what and i will not give up because things do get better. I will live every moment of the lifetime i am given and will never lose hope. She said all that just with a smile and the next second was the most beautiful one in a long time. She didn't give up...she never will.

Every 40 seconds someone commits suicide in the world. Every 40 seconds the whole flow of plans and the ups and downs of someone's life suddenly cease to exist. Every 40 seconds the universe is questioned of its justice. All I ask is, let's LIVE and see what life has for us and let these 40 seconds not be our last. Let's not run away... let's just not give up as yet.

-Akshat Vyas