Moonlit Sunshine

A great deal of action-packed mid-semester week has finally come to an end. Everything came flashing, hit the eye, blinded us, flew past time, jumped across and has already covered half the circle. As we walk ahead, in search of a longer path, so time goes slower, we have this in mind.. ‘You can even escape yourself, but never your fate.’

I always thought fate is a woman, or more typically, a drama queen. If she’s upset, she paints your sky black. If she’s happy, she drops a rainbow in your sky. She smirks after you realize there aren’t any brushes left to paint by yourself. Then the heart throb, followed by a drastic decision dumbfounds her. How could she ever guess you could paint the sky black with no brushes left? You used a hand, a knife and your wrist. Your sky turned grey, more grey, more grey and then died with you. All that was left was nothing. Fate sure didn’t want to see nothing.

If philosophy had the might to take over this world, fate would have been happier. If only everyone followed, “Live life today. What if there’s no tomorrow?”, fate would have continued her games with life. You wanted to hear only the latter part of the adage. You wanted to show your might. You said, “What if there’s no today?” and did what you did. You painted your sky black, you left no trace. You won. Fate lost. With her, Life lost. With you, Death won.

Would you believe if I said the people who loved you love Fate more? They cried after you left them, because Fate lost. They camouflaged their anger beneath their tears because you were unfair to Fate. They wanted to love you no more, but you were gone, how would it even matter? They thought their voices reached you when they said “Leave it to Fate.” They did, but you heard only, “Leave it.”, for you despised Fate. Today, the world is happier without you, my friend, for they have rested their faith on fate. She paints their skies. She has given up on you and your progeny. Nobody knows where you are, neither do you. If you have a life after death, live it, for once.

The sky is clear. There ain’t no rainbows. It isn’t black. We have walked half the distance, under the sun. We love life. We love what it brings along. We live with what it brings with it. We’ll make a difference, only because we know we have a chance, a good one. It is a circle, but we defy. We will reach a new world. The circle, this one, will not bring us to the same point. All of us, with life, await new hues in our skies.. We know it’ll take too long for Black to come, because Fate dislikes black. We’ll take what Fate gives us and move on..