In The Separation of Our Selves

Synopsis: A figment of an imagination in slumber...
Genre: Abstract
Directed by: Koval and Sahil

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Tied, legs parted, I sit on the chair,

Hits me, whips me, kicks me,

Devil in there, that’s your share.

Light streaming in through a crack in the wall,

Dust dancing to the tune of my breath,

Captured, enslaved, a spirit unknown,

Sucked of verve, the complete soul.

Panting, puffing, drained of rest,

I stare at the shadow, the darkness within

Tears me, fears me, wears me,

Disciplines the imp for all its sin.

Blood, tears, roll down my cheeks,

Licks them between my legs, a beast unleashed.

Tremble, shudder in repugnance and pain,

Helpless, I sit there exposed all the same.

Shadows surround me, not just one anymore

Touch me, feel me, stroke me,

Treat me like a whore.

End of assault, the shadows disappear,

Abandoning a wounded, scarred spirit unknown,

Strangled, throttled, gagged, my body, my soul….

.....

There I stood under the dull yellows,

The dark grays lay beneath my feet…

There I stood all alone…

I was cursed to be…

Cursed of darkness,

No break of dawn for me,

Dead I was for them,

They were for me!?!!

There they stood under the bright yellow,

The light grays lay beneath their feet…

There they stood together…

They were meant to be…

Blessed of vision,

No fall of nights for them,

Dead they were for me,

I was for them!?!!

hmm...

The world's a stage...the stage is my world...

grrr...

smash that egg on his head...his head will crack open...

from the old stable...

As water streamed down his body,

unruly thoughts took over his mind.

Innumerable songs he could hear,

but could not comprehend their rhyme…

He ran his hand through his damp mane,

it felt insane, yet so fine.

Abandoned, a corpse on the sand did lay,

while the world sat reclined...

He shuddered with horror, trembled with fright,

a tear betraying him escaped his eye.

A beam from the heavens descended alright,

blessing, it seemed, the man who had died…

Consumed with eerie thoughts,

their anonymity undefined

the deceased had turned into a beautiful girl,

with a truly intoxicating smile…

He tried real hard to block his mind,

clogged his ears, closed his eyes,

but before disappearing the lass did say,

it was all for real, not mere lies…

Several knocks on the door,

a threat to his life,

he closed the tap, wiped himself off, left the room,

but could not leave behind his strife…

hmm...

I shrieked, the person standing next to me burped....

.......

While the world rests in oblivion,

ignorance eludes him...

Clouded with obscure thoughts,

mind in a state of trance…

He exists….

Caught in the fakeness of a fake world,

happiness eludes him …

Longing for the perfect world,

improbable yet desirable….

He exists…

While the world goes on with its business,

rationale eludes him…

Overwhelmed with innumerable unanswered questions,

truly shattered…

He exists….

He exists….

faced with contempt and insolence,

rendered powerless, full of dismay ….

He exists….

Because he has to,

More out of coercion than will…

His purposeless life,

seems stagnated,

with no headway in sight…..

Yet, he exists…for he has to exist!!!

from the old stable...

Entrapped!! In an illusionary world,
she moaned - incessantly - as years unfurled,
hopelessness, desperation, pessimism galore,
a veil of darkness the sky wore…
……
Condemned!! Her demeanor, by one and all,
she begged - for mercy - an overhaul,
pleading, beseeching from door to door,
a position given, of no less than a whore….
……
A spell of ecstasy tranquilized her mind,
she rose- that day- with a hope to rise,
overcoming the lassitude, sanguinity at fore,
she rowed his rickety boat to the shore…..
An unchained melody filled her ears,
she rose- that day- transcending her fears,
breaking the shackles, bearing the pain,
life for her would never b the same….

Relativity

I look down on the street,

in a pile of mud she sits,

a child in her arms,

all bones, skin barely fits.

She looks up towards my building,

on a cane-chair I sit,

a spaniel in my lap,

cigar in my mouth, lit.

hmm...

Eternal love exists in beautiful moments...

Pebbles...

There it lay, exactly there.

Completely still,

no sign of movement even.

Trampled upon by people,

kids and adults alike.

There it lay,

bearing it all,

getting pressed deeper into the rain soaked ground.

Looking at it I wondered,

was it the heavy rain of last night

that had carried it along.

Or was it the work of one of those bratty li’l kids

who had mischievously thrown it over the fence.

Was it was just my mood

making my mind wander into a puerile direction.

Or was it just another one of those routine things

that I had failed to notice before.

With each careless step

it moved in deeper and deeper.

Pushing its way through the soil

to find a place for itself in the ground

………

As I got up to leave after a few hours,

it wasn’t there where it was, was gone.

All that was left in place

was its mark on the ground.

Looking at it I wondered,

was it the wicked gardener’s eye

that had caught the pebble.

Or was it the discomfort of the pebble itself

That had made him leave for the place it deserved.

hmm...

It has to hurt….For it was love…

and there i burp!!!

Floyd- Hello.
Sahil- Hello.

Floyd- Is there anybody in there?
Sahil- No man, you are talking to a spirit.

Floyd- Just nod if you can hear me.
Sahil- ............

Floyd- Is there anyone home?
Sahil- You bloody jerk, who else has been nodding for so long, yer uncle?

Floyd- Come on, now. I hear you're feeling down.
Sahil- Ya right!! As if that isn't obvious enough, swami ji....

Floyd- Well I can ease your pain, get you on your feet again.
Sahil- Ohh!!! shit...sorry doctor sahib..i didn't recognise you...

Floyd- Relax.
Sahil- Surreee...

Floyd- I need some information first.Just the basic facts:

Sahil-You sucker!!! You aint my doctor... Aren't you the guy from Airtel??.... Gotchya ... kamine... Get lost or i'll suck the blood outta you...lossserrr!!!

PS- Not all posts are supposed to make sense, are they?...what are burps for then??

and the saga begins...

Imagination, I thought, was for the future..
I had been imagining my past is what I realized..