The Retribution

With the advent of the ‘fall’, when the birds who guard the borders of the sky and the earth were chirping in supreme bliss, I found an awful ‘remorse’. Something that I have known for a while, yet deferred the acceptance of it for small moments of ecstasy. The smashing of the mirror of hope numbed my senses, stopped the clock and halted the motion of my dreamful journey, to a standstill. I gazed upon the sky to look for the passing time and asked if ‘this time shall pass away too?” There was no answer. I realized it was the time for ‘retribution’.
The myriads of positive ions that used to crash on my chest and filled my lungs during my long walks suddenly disappeared. The ‘music’ which used to smoothen the flow of deoxygenated blood from my veins to my heart signaled its incapacity to give any more relief. I sought help from the almighty above, he exclaimed. “You said I have died long back.” I quickly scrolled all the options left to seek solace that I yearned for, at that moment. I ended up having only one option and to my surprise he was the one who actually gently stroke my back and said “Everything is going to be alright.” It was ‘me’. I realised that over the passing time my loneliness had actually become my strength. My lone walks, my lone conversations, my introspections, my lone secrets, my lone nights, my lone winter fogs, my lone raindrops, all have strengthened me enough to face the challenges that would possibly come in my way further.
To all the people who seek solace and warmth in a relationship, I want to ask them one question, “What if I am contented with the relationship that I have with myself? Also how can you seek happiness from someone else if you cannot be happy with yourself?” After all, at the hour of crisis, nobody, not even the almighty that people believe in, came to my rescue. I am the one to be loved, to be loathed, to be taken care of and most importantly, to be trusted.
This retribution may have bigger and long term consequences, most of them negative ones, but I am prepared for it, as long as ‘I’ am with myself. Hey life, ‘Bring it on!’.