It was a usual boring morning, my body really wanted me out of that bed, The comfort it has been providing in the whole night has been gone. Now it really wanted me out of that. From that moment my little brain, which was getting awareness of the situation like a little baby opening it’s eyes, started splashing thoughts inside my head like loud crying noises.
Each loud noise was the doubts and fears I slept with, I thought they will die in the night, but they are still here.
There was a peculiar orange light which was reflecting on the glass jar which was on the side-table near my bed. I can’t really see if that’s filled with water or not. Nowadays these transparent things are the one’s which is hard to believe. They could easily fool us.
But the little kid was whispering in my ears that I haven’t still had enough sleep yet. “Stay on the bed”, it whispered in my ears. I thought staying more on bed will give me the energy to survive the day, but the relation was inverse.
That was a routine for a while, but still the day is boring, sleepy and lazy. I clearly cant find a word to reflect how I feel about the day time. I really hate this much light, People really believes that the light is the only thing that’s needed to see the world clearly. Those stupid little brains.
This light makes us lazier than ever, it comes with a false belief that nothing bad is happening around and everything is visible to us. So we don’t spend much time to look at these things.
So that’s how I feel about this day time, there is no need for this much length for a day. Maybe it could happen in once in a week. Don’t try to argue with what will happen to Solar power and Earth Poles. All these are just in my head, and I want it to stay there.
I went out of the bed, But still there’s something that I’m missing. Something happened to my vision, I can’t even see the dates in the calendar. I started walking towards it to get a good vision of it and to know if I had lost something in the night. Each step I took towards the Calendar was making me really uncomfortable. Fear started to arise in my mind, Is this some kind of disease, that’s gonna take away my vision ?.
Now I’m very close to the Calendar, I could read the things on that, Still I’m not satisfied with the vision. There’s something missing. I stayed their for a minute.
It’s her smiling face that welcomed me into that Cabin, Now everything around me is in white. It was just an eye hospital, but for a moment I felt like I reached the end. The room was well lighted, so it started irritating my eyes, I couldn’t focus anywhere, I was searching for some comfortable place to look at, something dark.
I found that finally, it’s her eyes. Those pupils welcomed me, there’s something strange about that, I could clearly see the world around me in those eyes. I knew that it was the best I could find at this moment. I limited my vision into that little world. It was beautiful but limited.
The whole time I spent inside that room felt like a single moment, there wasn’t a dimension of time to cut that into small pieces. A moment that lasted a bit more than the usual ones.
I had to wait for a week to get those prescribed glasses, So I closed my eyes and waited inside the memory of her eyes. I couldn’t find any other way to cope with that one week. Changes were happening to my eyes in that week, I could feel that, All I could do was wait for those glasses. My eyes weren’t ready to see the reality around.
The day came, I sent my friend to get those specs. I still remember that hot afternoon when he came with those. I didn’t talk much to him, grabbed those from his hands and went into my room. The cover which the specs that came with had a certain texture, that was a change. I started feeling the texture of things, before I wasn’t much aware of these little things.
I took those glasses out of that little box and put them on. And went back to that old darkness which I was comfortable with. Now I couldn’t remember those eyes.
the end