#1 Frozen Times

eh the last leaf. ( pic courtesy: google)

More than often it so happens that even the best of sights seem unpleasant. Such times are frozen times. Communication snaps, delinking resumes its position. In a frosty snow clad earth the tuft of a live being pulsates. Every beat resonates announcing close to last. 

We avoid speech, we avoid seeing eye to eye, we avoid all possible lanes which lead us to the cacophony in the nests man made. During such stretches… one prefers to remain canned. And yes, on occasions very very rare there is a knocking on the lid that lets us rise up a bit, open the lid, bathe in the sun, soak up the bristles of fresh air left as though only for us.

We let the rays of light touch the coating…peeling off the dim dark us. Those, my friends we preserve for times to come, for us to redeem when again the lid is just about to close down on us.

 Pouring ourselves out to someone who bears it all in those frozen times only ensures we do not fall a trap the second time and lose out on some lovely sunny days. 

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