Sunday, July 25, 2010

Rambling of an insomniac

No answer.
No answer
It was already midnight and ann couldn't see her ten year old brother peter now tears had blurred her vision.all of a sudden something stroked her mind,she started to run faster towards the basement which leaded a way to a small garage.she twisted her ankle,and fell on ground infinite times,yet stood up every time and tried her best to reach there as soon as possible.she went to the open door ..calling for him again.. "peter" ..shaking with fear and sorrow ,she crashed down and bowed her head.
After long silence she heard the voice of the one she needed at that moment,the most beautiful voice.she looked up through her eyes filled with tears.she saw peter sitting on an old and rough tyre..
"Ann" he said softly.
Tears still falling from her eyes..she got up and ran towards him.. "hey,you know its 3:00 a.m and you should have been in your bed.i got so scared..what are you doing here?" she said worriedly..
It seemed he was lost in deep thought...he stared her for quite a long moment and whispered softly "ann,i wanna be with you..with mom and dad..with my friends...i don't wanna die"
Ann smiled and spontaneously gave a comforting reply "who the hell told you this crap?of course you'll be with're not going anywhere.we aren't sending you know how much we love you"
Peter stood up and took a sit on her laps.. " hospital...i heard doctor  telling mom that i've been diagnosed with cancer and i don't have much it true?" he asked confused.
"Oh boy!he must be talking about someone else..not you silly!you're still a kiddo to suffer from dump this stupid thing in some pit and give me a smile..i wonder where you get these thing to ponder're the best part of us,and if anyone ever dared to apart us,we'll screw him..right?..hi5 now."she raised her hand to give him hi5.
"promise?" peter asked softly.
"promise!!" ann assured with a smile.
he punched her hand..
"that's like a rockstar thing to do!" ann  spoke and both smiled..she wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes at the comforting feeling.
When she opened them again,peter was missing from her laps.the eerie silence started to haunt her..."I am sorry...please come back..please" sick and torn...she broke down..tears spilled from her eyes again..and finally she started to cry harder.Hurt,sorrow,incompleteness,anger altogether were lined up in her heart..her mind was still craving for his image,and his voice was still hooked up to her senses..but he was GONE to never return.


welcome to my world of poetry said...

A wonderful write and so enjoyable to read. you are a very good writer.


Raj said...

heck. that hurt.

♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ ayu ♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ said...

T_T waah!! he died!! so sad...>.<

Anonymous Someone said...

sad, touching, and the emotion, the false pretense of being a reality, that pinches even more.

DiDo said...

So muchh pain...:(

Beyond Horizon said...

pain...sadness....d memories still keeping alive d beloved soul....widin us

so touching...perfect title 4 d post....n ur Blog 2...loved it:)

ambiguous_angel said...


Anonymous said...

That was so sad :(And your way of portraying those emotions and feelings made us feel the pain ..

Deepak said...

very touchy... and very well expressed... keep up

S. Etole said...

thanks for your visit ... I enjoyed your writing even in its sadness.

Madhu said...

sobs* sad that was..:(
thansk for following me.
i am following u too!

AJai said...

ah... that hurt... but i enjoyed it.

shruti said...

a real tragedy...u shud try script writin...:-p

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