MY EYES! MY EYES!

The agonizing pain, the hollowness that was bored into my skull as two empty craters, the cacophonous explosions that were deafening, my mind was hay-wired, I could not think straight. Fear was the only element that kicked and kept me alive. I sprang out of the bed, “MATA SAYA! YA ALLAH!” screaming for my eyes,Continue reading “MY EYES! MY EYES!”

Clouds

What a queer sight to witness! A dark, murky, yet elegant spectrum of colours frolicking with the sunset, as if they playing hide-and-seek. I was imagining myself as the strutting peacock formed by the sporadic clouds, seeking pride from all places, quizzaciously belittling my surroundings, reckoning that I, only I reigned supreme over all creations.Continue reading “Clouds”

Being Blind

“Doggo. Lend me your scarf.” I wrapped my eyes with it, wreathed it tightly, making sure no light was able to penetrate through, I capped it with my sunglasses, making sure the scarf was even secured. Darkness, pitch black, nothingness, it was an utterly profound experience, I could not imagine how she could make lifeContinue reading “Being Blind”