She is bitter.
Her sleep is marred by intervals that consist of lying awake in pitch black darkness and howling silence. The blanket is warm but her heart isn’t. In this state of half-consciousness, she simply asks entities, God, people who witnessed her agony, her friends, and him, she asks, “Why?”
And then she falls asleep.
She is swimming through a lake, thinking of the Catastrophe Theory. The theory by mathematicians, stating that anything and everything can collapse without reason. She pushes forward through the warm water and reaches the bank. Some mathematician must be very happy, she thinks, since his theory took practical form in my life.
She wakes up.
If there’s a Catastrophe Theory then there’s a Resurrection Theory, I tell her. She won’t listen. She won’t listen for now. I don’t blame her.
Mehreen Kasana 
Yet now is not the time to listen
As I’m sure you’re aware
The wounds are fresh
Still unlicked
The scabs have not yet formed
she’ll be back I know
eyes aflame and silken hair
blown back in the gale of her presence
You have been warned.
They have been warned.
Ali is wrong. You have reached the dead-end at 21. Its down-hill. Its bleak. Its bitter.. *chuckle*
Come gimme a hug. I see me in you. Me is known to be a happy happy person. You are doomed to be happy, DQ!
Awesome post btw.
Aw. -hugs- I guess you’re right. I’m doomed to be happy. Oxymoron FTW.
This road leads but to ruin, madame. Chin up and erect shoulders are the need of the hour.
True, true. Trying.
nobody listens when they need to. such is the beauty of humans.
What a sick beauty indeed.
I am loving the comments….!
moreover, yeah its diffi at start, but she would realize,
time is not a healer, but you get used to things…!
she can surely surface, and her lungs will intake as much of air as possible….!
she,ll breath the usual way , don’t you worry..!
I hope so.
Considering you’re surrounded by insanely happy-happy people like Screamer and me, it’s bound to rub off on you eventually.
Also, “She” is very dheet. So keep at it, one day you’re bound to surprise us all.
*reassuring smiley*
Hope so, hope so.
Why really has no answer, just as it has no end.
Swim away, Nemo. : )
I will.
Well, and after posts like these you’re telling me not to complain? I find that a bit unfair, my dear lady. Keep it up though, through these you’ll find another shore where I’m sure new hopes rise every morning.
That’s what I’m aiming for when I write these posts. It’s a process, you see. You’re clever, you’ll know.
I said it before, and I’m saying it again. You, lady, have got talent.
There’s this certain… depth in your writing. I dunno how to explain it, but your posts have something that makes the reader want to read on.
Summary: Awesome post. =)
You are kind with your words, MagicalMe.
Thank you very much.
I don’t blame her either. But I will tell her to let go of the bitterness. In the end, it hurts only her. And she’s been hurt enough already.
heh.
Can’t get up without falling first. (: Meh.
Well written. =] (Y)
Thank you, duckling. :)
In the light of given evidence, i.e. the new display picture, i doubt if you have been losing any beauty sleep.
And one more post with title in German, i will never come here again.
Gute Nacht.
Lol. You and your pseudonyms, anonymity and bitter comments. I love.
No, go away.
Last few posts portray an immovable Mehreen; but there is something unusual in this immovability that can move a person, no matter who, whichever person. :)
Strange immobility, then.
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