it ends tonight,

Monday, December 18, 2006

Its cold. Its chilly. Its freezing even to a certain extent.

The torrential monsoon is upon us. Its drenching those in sight with utter glee. From top to toe would we be soaked in water, if hadnt take cover of course. Some times, even when we take the best precaution, we are blown away by its strong winds and ulitmately the best 2nd skins that we have to protect us from being wet still end up making us wet.

The monsoon is season is just a periodic moment in a year. Every one expects it yet all will always complain about the miserable weather they encounter.

To me, its like how we handle life & love. We would certainly face patches of uncertainty and also definitely face periods of wetness in life & love. When we are so drenched and soaked, we can only some times continue in the journey till we are finally dry.

If we are lucky to not have been wet, we would take cover from the downpour, under a bridge maybe ? or it could be under the comfortable wings of a 3rd party. We will just wait it all out and when its dry enough, we would just run back to where we were heading with angst.

Then we would just blow our tops off with lightning & thunder that we caught from the storm the presided us. All in just a valiant attempt to heat ourselves us back to our normal body temperature.

...

The chills have been killing my body.
I cant stand the pain no more.
Its really hurting me.
An internal pain that only those who are similar to me would understand.

Just as how I had evaded the storms of late,
Just let me evade the painful bodily pains.
Dont blow caution to the wind.
Dont let me suffer in icy cold frosts.

I just cant explain something well no more.

Stop the monsoon & the bodily pains will stop.

when darkness turns to light @ 4:14 pm