Her Insanity

Insanity.Her soul was descending into that madness,and she awaited to be devoured by this sensation. How much did she miss her ‘amatori’- the boy who took away her sleep,who loved her,but never touched her.She’d feel him exhale on her while he finally left her thoughts,however,he’d never be there when she awoke.

Finally,she saw the light fading. She knew in no time that he would be there soon,soon to take her away forever. In those few moments to freedom,she wondered- who should she mourn? The ones she lost to death ,or the ones she lost to life? The dead could not be formed again,but what about those who yet breathed? What about those that she killed with her words?

Now she only waited for the light to go out,and as it faded even more,she thought in her head,the last words of her amatori as he left- ” मेरा किस्सा,मेरी मजबूरी,मेरा दर्द, मेरी तकलीफ,
कोन सुनेगा ये?
मेरा किस्सा जिसमें तुम ना थे,
तुम अपने हिस्से को ढूंढने निकल गए,
और में अपनी कहानी को सुनने वाला!”

-Sia Savla