"Quiet" a Night

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary.......................

Whoooosh!

Owing to the stubborn circadian clock incorporated to my system, and the momentary exhaustion of my grey cells, here I am, swimming through the webzilla, trying to find my way to my own fantasies!

At this time of the night, I peep out through my window to feel my senses freezing in the impregnable fog of the serene night. The dusky nuance creates within me an emptiness, an intense void; the silence robs me of my breath. Leaving aside a few sleepless households, most of the lights in the neighbourhood have been turned off(just a matter of fact statement; the fog’s too opaque for one to see if any lights are on, or if any Prince Charming is waiting down some Rapunzel’s window). Occasionally, (though not offensively), one can hear an owl hooting to disturb the nocturnal lull.

It’s the living room of the year; the hopes are still fresh, with a few memories of the yester year still alive. The changes, however, are quite prominent. The books lying on my study table are visibly thicker and more rugged than the last year’s. The previous January was wintry, this January is frosty. While last year I struggled to conclude whether a hearty laugh with my best friends is more important than cuddling my lover verbally, this year, it hardly matters any more.....

What surprises and appeals to me all the time is the peculiarity of life, the dynamicity of its sequences! Give this a try: collect a few random memories of recent past, and collage them into a story. It’s bound to be beautiful! Change the sequence and knit a new pattern, it tells a new story, a different one, a better one! Repeat the exercise, and you end up perceiving few of the best stories in the world. And in the process rediscover the beauty of the time you’ve lived so far, and learn to enjoy the unpredictability of the days yet to come......................................................................................................................................... I do it pretty often; I did it tonight as well. It didn’t work! The pieces of my newest jigsaw puzzle are so identical! There’s no clear picture! It’s all the same, no matter however you assemble it. Physics- textbook- mathematics-notebook- chemistry- guidebook- exams- marks- “Better luck next time”s------------

I tried and rearranged it, and here’s what it turned out to be---- Good luck-exam- oops-a little more perfection-physics-notebook-textbook.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

The monotony compels me to drop this form of art for now. My blanket invites me to my bed; I still wish to delay my grand arrival. I wish to travel through the night; to experience the journey.

Because the morning would welcome me with a Physics paper!!!