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Unlit thoughts…

All the places around me are lit. Probably we humans, are the darkness that allows them to shine.

I’m an observer; a secretly invasive one. I try to look around for someone I can observe, but who would come outside at 10pm on a Diwali night?

What else can I look at?

Answer- the balconies!

I notice a family having a bonfire in their balcony, something I wish I could do with my family (it’s been long).

The loud bursts of crackers don’t allow me to read or talk to anyone else. However, my thoughts seem to be comfortable this way. Strange…

I ponder for a while and then start noting my thoughts down. These are my thoughts:

We fill our lives with loud crackers to elude the grief reality behind. The difference is, I’m using the loud noise that others are creating, to not elude, but dive deeper into my grief.

I enjoy observing more than being observed. It seems to get a little quite now, making my thoughts more silent, so I see myself walking back home, because I have nothing else to do.

I guess, this Diwali went just like the last one, but a little better. I enjoyed my loneliness more than I did before.

And so, all the places around me are lit, because I’m not…

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Published by kamya

wanting to live in the raptures of life...

9 thoughts on “Unlit thoughts…

  1. Wow! This is so beautiful! I love the way you are noticing that you are an observer of your thoughts. It is such an important skill. We all have that light! Let yours illuminate this world! Keep the spark alive. Wishing you the very best in all your endeavours. Lots of love to you on Diwali!

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