Monday, February 3, 2014

Solitario

It's funny how a moment can change everything.
Just one moment (keval ek pal),
Aur din badal jaatha hain ...
(And the day changes).

Sometimes, there's no reason (Il n'y a pas de raison).
Hum dukhi ho jaathe hain, aise hi (We become sad, simply).
It's a knot in the chest...
          .... a lump of sadness
that refuses to leave.

Like a mosquito, that won't stop buzzing in your ear ... (buzz .. buzz ..)

And the others,
       they L
               A
               U
               G
               H...
And it's easy for them (asaan hain), because they're pretty, and funny, and have everything in the world.

And you laugh with them (tum unke saath hasthe ho) ... but the sadness stays.
And attacks you when you are alone.

For that's what you are.
Against the backdrop of a busy city, with busy people,
against the endless night sky,
against your muddled life - your school (padhna bhi zaroori hain mere dost)
                                             and your friends, and emotions.
You're one heart among the millions.
One. Just one.
A speck in the universe.
A little, worthless dot of dust, in this vast expanse of darkness and gas.
(Take some time to absorb that).
One.
And so in the end, it's you and only you.
Your heart beats, your brain thinks, your fingers move.
But it's all you.
We are born alone, and we go alone.
With others, or by yourself. You are alone.
But so is everyone else.
It just feels so much worse (kitna bura lagta hain...), when there is no one else to be lonely with you.
Forever alone.
Solitario.

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