There comes a time in everyone's life when you feel like leaving your original skin and start to weave a new customized clothing for those soft emotions and that palpable, palpitated and tender heart of yours. Martin's road spelled a fracas of impediments and when his pen speaks more than his lips, this is what he writes:
All my endeavours, all my cries are turning pale and white
This strong black ray of darkness is tormenting my sightWhat has passed; what may happen next is not what I care
But if you'll be there to share my ruthless suffering in this inescapable snare.
** I'm sorry for expecting my mirror image in you. I'm sorry for failing to be the you for you. I am sorry for imposing my happiness and morbid sadness on you but this life makes a hell lot of sense when I say that I want it that way.
You'll always will be my only real friend who'll be there till the end
'Cause nothing in this life ever lasts but moments which we spent
Looking into this box of memories, I feel you as I felt you then
I still remember how I stole you away from all those craving men!
** I'm sorry for being the worst transition of your life. I'm sorry for severing your hopes and desires into specks of dust. I'm sorry for hurting your heart like an awful canine and crushing its splinters. I'm sorry for destroying and losing my inner-self in between these sands of time and these blues. I'm sorry for shortening your smile and pushing your happiness deep down the isle.
I wish I could turn the time for you; for myself. With these penitent emotions and this hapless fire, I wish I could make you mine once again.
Right now, he's sitting by the window; staring into the blue skies without any ray of hope and faith. I wonder when his sun would come back and shine with same verve and brightness. I just wonder, for I am just a damn diary sitting wherever he leaves me. I'm glad that he doesn't know that you know all of his somberness and are surreptitiously hoping for his win over life. I'll keep coming by and telling you all about Martin's life until he decides to throw me away and move on. Would you be his only bird and give him the answer of his misery?
~ Martin's Diary, 14th March, 1989
Read Martin's Diary's first post: A Stain Is A Relation Which Always Comes Back.
~ Martin's Diary, 14th March, 1989
Read Martin's Diary's first post: A Stain Is A Relation Which Always Comes Back.
14 comments:
I like the innovative streak in this thing- Martin's Diary speaking. Spoke well, of course and I feel silly saying it over and over again, but you write really good. :)
Hope the rays of bright light overpower Martin's darkness and fill his life with warmth, love and happiness. :)
I hope and wish to see more from Martin's diary about his story, his desires and his beautiful pearl of thoughts woven into the string of eloquent emotions.
But at the same time, I want Martin to seek out the sunlight which is but hidden by a transient naughty cloud, who wants Martin to leave the confines of his windowsill and go out. Forgetting and ditching all that was in the past and the attachments it produced, including the diary.
I am confused, so better let Martin decide. :)
This one really tugged at my heart and as always, penned beautifully with eloquent rhetoric! Looking forward to reading more :-)
Another beautiful piece and thanks for telling me the meaning of your blog's name. The things you mentioned are indeed rare...:)
Keep writing such intricately woven posts...:)
As always superbly written....I simply love the way you describe things so beautifully with intricate words woven nicely around the emotions.
Needless to say, Yeh Dil Maange MORE!!
Beautiful!not only do you express well you're also quite creative :)
@Ashna: Thank you! Your comments never fail to inspire me. :)
@Usama: I'm sure Martin wishes the same. His diary is thankful and blessed 'cause it has some really wonderful and true readers like you. :)
@Fiona: Thank you so much! It's incomparable to your creative skill. I'm learning from you!
@Saru: Thank you so much Saru! You're no less than divine inspiration! :D
@Me: I'm so glad this diary has a reader like you concealed behind this 'Me'. This indeed was one of the best compliments ever given. You made my day! :D
@Jayanti: Thank you so very much. :)
I love your idea of personifying 'martin's Diary'.. very creative!
Sometimes, speaking for the inanimate makes you take a plunge in an unknown pond of emotions..finding newness, freshness; an unexplored set of feelings, that were untouched..
I see that happening :)
great work! :)
Oh thank you so much Saloni! This one was a real profound and intellectual comment which I read twice. :D
I love the way you weave the words so creatively. Effective and profound!
Thank you so much Uma. Your comment brought a floating smile on me. :D
Wonderfully penned, Rachit :)
Thank you Shreya! :D
I tagged you Rachit
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