Moments

Some days. Some moment. Moments like this. Things suddenly stop, people stop, the fast-moving train comes to halt. The chaos comes to end. The newly formed butterfly, stops on the edge of its cocoon, flapping up its wings. People stop talking, the cup of tea kept in between the entrepreneurs gets still. The waves, the air, it all just stops. The only one alive, breathing and moving, is me. And I am still unable to wonder why does all of it suddenly stops. Bu these don’t last forever. Its just for a couple of minutes. And then all of it comes to be normal. To the same way, it was before. Firstly, they used to happen when I got panicked. But now, it feels as if I am actually controlling it. Have you ever been in a situation wherein, you are just about to fall from the cliff and the time suddenly stops? As if giving you a chance, another blissful golden opportunity to save yourself, to stop you from making mistakes.

Somedays. Some moments like this. I can read what other person is thinking, looking right into their eyes. Did it ever happen with you? You’re walking alone in an alley, and suddenly bump into to random cute guy. You look into his eyes, as to apologize and you see is their vision. Their vision of them complimenting you. And that is not your particular thought. That is what they wanted to tell you. And have you ever come across a random stranger, vile, who glares at you like a beast. And you see them envision. Their dirty, rotten thoughts. Thoughts about you. Have you ever felt gross? That makes you feel disgusting and all you do is clench your fists. Because you can’t punish them for a crime they didn’t commit. And what goes in their head, how could a human know? Or have you ever come across a really good friend of yours? The one who has an enchanting smile, and is the sweetest one in your own world. And you look into their eyes, their so sweet eyes. And you see, how much they actually hate you from heart, how much of vengeance they carry in their self for you, how much they are jealous of you. And how much they want you to die a slow death that could ease their minds. I am scared, I am scared of these thoughts, the thoughts which I am not supposed to know. The thoughts which could change my perspective towards someone completely. The thoughts which could break me, shatter me, shudder me from the word trust. And this unwanted power of yours, saves you hence again from those wolves in sheep’s clothing.

Somedays. Some moments like these. I can see the future as soon as I touch someone. Did it ever happen with anyone of you? You’re on the road, crossing it and suddenly your hand brushes through a person walking next to you. And you see is a blurry vision, of blood? The person, lying in his pool of blood run down by a speeding vehicle? Did you ever tried to stop them? But what could we say to them? How could we even stop a stranger from taking the usual route, will he ever believe you. No, he won’t. he is going to think you to be a crazy maniac. How could you make him believe that it could actually cost his life? It doesn’t matter. These powers that differentiate us from the rest of the people can become a reason of our death.

But have you ever woken up from a sweet sleep, which wasn’t so sweet? Felt surreal seeing darkness all around? And thoroughly wished it all to be a dream? Have you seen you loved one die in front of you, and you could not even move to save them? And then, in the midst of everything, you keep on chanting the words “I hope it’s a dream” you pray and wish that you might wake up again, and forget all what happened right in front of you. But you can’t. You do open your eyes, just to find your translucent self, in your own funeral. And all these moments, hence again flash in front of your eyes. You either do regret of your past choices or cherish it. And all if it is completely upon your will.