Tejas's proxy

“LIKE ANYBODY CAN ACCEPT THIS..!”  He screams into the cold air. His face is contorted into a maddening rage. Every single muscle in his body seems to twitch as it is being strained to its limits. “LIKE ANY OF THIS IS TRUE!” He screams towards the black sky. “YYOU CRUEL GGOD, HOW DARE YOU PLAY SUCH TTRICKS ON ME!?”  He is crying his heart out. His voice echoes into the mountains, it comes out inhuman. It is deeper and tainted with sinister tone. His teeth are clenched through every breath. His chest heaves up and down as each breath seems to be deeper than the last one. The veins in his neck bulge, looking as if they are on the verge of popping. His fists are clenched so tight that, he risks making his entire hand white due to lack of blood flow. He is standing with his chest proudly out as he stares into the night sky, expecting someone to look back at him in the eyes. “God, answer me!” He demands. “Answer me before I drag you down fr...

I looked at the morning Sun. Covered my eyes with hands, until my pupils adjusted. A burning Ball, was all I could see. Is it fusion or somebody's cry for help? I saw its sorrow. It's burning! How can you not see? Isn't that sad? But it's not permanent. Now. Isn't that good? In the end, when there is no Sun, it's stable. ONE with emptiness. In vast space of emptiness, which is 'nothing' IS everything. Because everything that's there IS nothing itself. Is it imagination of someone? Are we just creatures in someone's thought? Is our reality, actually someone's dream? or should I say, a nightmare? Is it a big-bang or collision of two strings? Now, I look at the ground. It's red, it's gray and at some places it's green. A little flower, an ant, dry leaf and some fog. And a tiny stone with his family. I asked, 'What are you?' . What you expect from a stone? Nothing. 'Nothing' . ...