Zeenat Changes Me
Her wails and cries resonate through my being every day I live. She isn’t complaining of anything, I know, she only wants to scream out her existence in my world. She is proud to be a part of my world, she is proud to be a part of me, and so am I. She is as vibrant and alive within me as myself. She is a part of me, she has always been a part of me, ever since I took my first puff of breath.
I remain the only person able to see her. The point is not significant to me for I am the only one who is to ever be significant to her and she is the only one to be significant for me. Both of us exist for each other, and I guess this is the only point that is of any value in my world. I don’t have to convince anyone about her existence because she exists by virtue of my being: she exists because I exist and she is going to be with me every single day I live.
She is going to be better than Cinderella who had to try on a slipper of glass to prove her identity. She is to be a queen one day, I know. All the same, she will have to swim with all her strength and might while she is in the ocean of life. She will have to use whatever skills she acquires while she is in water. There are several shallow and deep patches of water spread all around, and she will have to swim through all of them whether she likes it or not. Her adventures are going to be quite like being in an ocean with stretches of deep and shallow water. Everyone has to swim through all deep and shallow parts of the ocean of life, there is no way out.
She has been in my world quite like a twinkling chandelier which has been a source of light for a long time in my dark, dull and serene life. It has been quite like cool twilight after a long, hot and dry day. The contrast has certainly been quite refreshing and welcome. Twilight is destined to fade into a long, dark and cold night, I know.
I wonder if I’m going to appreciate the contrast or if I’m going to grudge and grumble the brevity of my experience. I’m certainly going to enjoy a change from piercing beams of sunlight when they are replaced by a cool night, at least for a while, but the very fact that the night is to be a long one is going to make it unwelcome. Monotony of all experiences, be what they may, is not welcome.
I want variety from my life. I want to see a new face in my looking-glass every morning. I want to dream a new dream every time I go to sleep: I want there to be a fresh destination before me every time I look at a road-map supposed to delineate my itinerary through my day. I want to reach a new destination every time I trudge out of my house.
Zeenat is the only vision I want to perceive in precisely the form I beheld in my dreams when I went to sleep. She has been the most consistent agent of change behind all revolutions boiling in my world for a long time. I hope she does transform my world to an active, bright, and lively one.
Her wails and cries resonate through my being every day I live. She isn’t complaining of anything, I know, she only wants to scream out her existence in my world. She is proud to be a part of my world, she is proud to be a part of me, and so am I. She is as vibrant and alive within me as myself. She is a part of me, she has always been a part of me, ever since I took my first puff of breath.
I remain the only person able to see her. The point is not significant to me for I am the only one who is to ever be significant to her and she is the only one to be significant for me. Both of us exist for each other, and I guess this is the only point that is of any value in my world. I don’t have to convince anyone about her existence because she exists by virtue of my being: she exists because I exist and she is going to be with me every single day I live.
She is going to be better than Cinderella who had to try on a slipper of glass to prove her identity. She is to be a queen one day, I know. All the same, she will have to swim with all her strength and might while she is in the ocean of life. She will have to use whatever skills she acquires while she is in water. There are several shallow and deep patches of water spread all around, and she will have to swim through all of them whether she likes it or not. Her adventures are going to be quite like being in an ocean with stretches of deep and shallow water. Everyone has to swim through all deep and shallow parts of the ocean of life, there is no way out.
She has been in my world quite like a twinkling chandelier which has been a source of light for a long time in my dark, dull and serene life. It has been quite like cool twilight after a long, hot and dry day. The contrast has certainly been quite refreshing and welcome. Twilight is destined to fade into a long, dark and cold night, I know.
I wonder if I’m going to appreciate the contrast or if I’m going to grudge and grumble the brevity of my experience. I’m certainly going to enjoy a change from piercing beams of sunlight when they are replaced by a cool night, at least for a while, but the very fact that the night is to be a long one is going to make it unwelcome. Monotony of all experiences, be what they may, is not welcome.
I want variety from my life. I want to see a new face in my looking-glass every morning. I want to dream a new dream every time I go to sleep: I want there to be a fresh destination before me every time I look at a road-map supposed to delineate my itinerary through my day. I want to reach a new destination every time I trudge out of my house.
Zeenat is the only vision I want to perceive in precisely the form I beheld in my dreams when I went to sleep. She has been the most consistent agent of change behind all revolutions boiling in my world for a long time. I hope she does transform my world to an active, bright, and lively one.
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