It was a dark and stormy night and I was walking on a deserted street in the shadows of orange mercury lights. Without a hint of fear I walked almost unconsciously. Feeling hollow from the core, words ceased to exist...sounds vanished fast...! Life struggled to survive as if in a vacuum.

Perturbed by the shallowness of earthly relations I had taken refuge in the silence that insists its overwhelming presence. As the dusty leaves ruffle with every step I feel nearer to being myself...being me...maybe being liberated from the shackles that surround me...the darkness is overpowering...and it gives me protection...the storm gives me the power to break the bondage that is enforced...!

As  I go on from here.....I'm freeeeeeeeeeeeee...and I'm happy!

© 2007 Palak. Original for CCF  (Palak grants CCF  first electronic rights for one month; CCF may archive the material indefinitely and include it in an eBook anthology).