The pointy end

The corpses lie everywhere.. Left to be decayed. The army that once was. Now lies in a sea of blood..where they belong.

My cloak wisps in the wind as the man lies on his knees before me. His whimper is loud and liberating, as the cold of steel lies firm, on his sweat dripping neck. I hold my sword with a solemn grip, while I feel the sharp edge pushing against his soft skin...

This man had it coming. I lost everything to him. My world was shattered when he took away my love. Those eyes. They've left me marooned. Never to return. The first few months were the hardest. I cried every night. Soon, the tears dried out, only to leave vengeance behind. A cold-blooded revenge awaited. I found a purpose to live again. I knew that getting to him would be a tough task. I had to go through his army of assassins before I get to him. So I trained myself. Day and night.

Two years later
I was ready to meet my maker. So I set out on my redemption quest, ironclad and ready to kill. It was a long journey to his estate. Each determined step only reminded me of what awaited at the end. Death. I was going to kill them all. I knew that once I stepped foot in his territory, his guardians would descend upon me with all their might. The dark grey clouds above cast melancholy, almost signifying the day. I enter his gates. In the distance, our eyes meet, and I see a smile form upon his face summoning his guards. It's almost as if he knew.

There I was, alone, yielding a sword, and in front of me, was a army of hundred men. All of them, trained to kill. I fleeted towards them like a mountain lion. The battle was long and fierce, kill after kill, I moved forward. I savored each swing of the blade as I felt it thrust into warm bodies of these men fighting for a lost cause. One after another, they dropped dead. I emerged victorious, inflicted with deadly wounds but nothing bothered me anymore. The one-on-one awaited.
I saw his face aghast, as I walked slowly towards the deadly end.  He fell down to his knees, begging me to pardon him.

Blood red fury filled my eyes, my sword lifted and with one swift swing,  his head parted from his body.

I heaved a sigh and looked down upon my body riddled with cuts. I closed my eyes, as tears streaked across my face. I turned my sword around and pushed hard, as I felt the pointy end tear through my heart. The final cut.

The eyes. They return to me, at last...

*Ends*

Future of mankind.

What up internet! 

I'm back to ramble on with my usual (and not so usual) happenings.. Sitting in my office, I'm bored, after a long time though. Been working a lot more than I imagined. Damn, life ain't that easy.. huh..

Anyways, recently, I thought of something. I don't know how the thought crept up in my mind, but the more I wondered, the more I questioned myself, why hasn't this thing popped in way earlier. It would have definitely benefited me during my adolescence.

Why is it that people love pets more than people? It's the strangest thing. isn't it? Or probably not so strange.. Looks like trained animals are more civil than humans themselves.. Actually, that's not the main point of wonderment. What baffles me more is that, is hatred among people spurring this "animal loving"? Now, this thought of mine, ballooned up into something much bigger. Much bigger than a simple question. It persisted me to think about mankind. It forced me to think about social values.

What happened to our race? I thought evolution was supposed to make us all better. Let me first clarify that, I am not a peace theist. I don't believe that one day all humans love each other and will stay happy forever. That's some bullshit you believe in after you get stoned...But what bothers me, is that, the mutual respect one should have to another is dwindling so fast in this world, it's embarrassing.. I understand that this beautiful world of ours has a lot to great things offer, but people are not in that list. Every day I'm reminded of the mean and heartless acts of people. I don't even have to read the local police blotter for this. All I need to do is interact with 10 people, 5 of which will be mean. How am I supposed to keep culture when I'm not receiving any?
I'm not trying to sound condescending in any way. Even I've acted like a douche in a lot of situations. Some, to reciprocate their behavior, some, just because of my mood.
Let's pause and take the pet-lover's perspective now. YOU ARE NEVER RUDE OR MEAN TO YOUR PETS. Yes, I used capitals. Because it's a true statement. Even me. I'm not able to recollect one such instance where I've been mean to an animal because of spoiled mood or because I'm having a bad day. You know why? Because your pet animals are always goddamn nice to you!! 


If we all probably behave the same way towards people, maybe then we will be avoiding a future of dystopia. Fuck optimism. Being a realist helps the world to be a better place to live, at least for the moment. I know that our current society has graver problems to deal with, but this is one solution, which I believe might actually work. And I've already taken my first step. I let my ego go (yeah, I know :P), and started being real nice towards people. Let's see if love begets love. 


"Wear the grudge like a crown. Desperate to control. Unable to forgive. And we're sinking deeper" - The Grudge (Tool)

*Ends*

Deliverance..

10.30 PM
I saw her across the bar..  Her slender fingers were playfully swirling the straw in her drink, Sex on the Beach, I thought, from the color of it. Her hair went down to her shoulders, let free and was a beautiful burgundy. I wanted to go up to her and start a conversation but she was way out of my league. So I kept to myself and got back to my friends for the usual banter. Nevertheless, my hopelessness kept bothering me.  I was fighting with myself to remedy my despair. Soon, it struck me! I knew of a cure..and I was already drinking it. Haha.. yes.. It's alcohol. I was almost finishing up my second drink of the night and was feeling pretty good about myself.
I was ready. I didn't care if I was I going to return defeated. I dove into the cold water. Into reality.

11.00 PM
She was still there..innocent, beautiful. I approached her and said. "Hey, do you know today's 'Hug a stranger day?' ". She looked at me weird, then cracked a smile from the side of her lip and retaliated, "My mom always told me not to talk to strangers". I took the hint, and whispered in her ear, "Why don't you hug me first, and then I'll tell you my name". She laughed at the remark and hugged me and whispered in my ear, "I'm Anna". She smelt like lavender. I then acquainted myself and told her the whole story of me chickening out half an hour before. She told me about herself and I realized how awesome she was. We spoke about music, life, religion, astronomy and almost every topic I loved speaking about. I had her in my spell (Little did I know then, she had me on hers) Later, she introduced me to a couple of friends who I really wasn't interested in. So, I made some small talk and turned to her and said "Do you want to go somewhere more silent. My vocal chords will split open if we keep talking like this over the loud music". She asked me where, and I winked  "I have the perfect place for us star gazers. Trust me".

12.30 AM
The stars never looked so wonderful. I was lying beside a gorgeous girl, and looking at the vast night sky, sleeping on the hood of a car. I remember visiting this place while we were on our way to see the Leonid meteor shower. This was a little corner tucked away on the side of a highway and if you'd stop here and turn off your lights, you could see the night sky the way it's supposed to be seen. I was surprised that she trusted me enough to drive me to this dark highway without worrying too much.
We just lied there, lost in nature.. I turned to her to ask "Why did you trust me even though I never told you where we were going?". She replied, "I don't know. I just felt a strange connection". My eyes were fixed at hers.."You know, you are really amazing. I can't think of any else I'd rather be with right now."..She looked right back at me with her hazel eyes. I felt she saw right through me..My palms involuntarily crept on hers. My heart was beating faster as we moved in closer to each other.. our faces inches apart.. I looked deep into her eyes and before I know it, our lips were touching. And there it was, the most memorable kiss of my life..

1.30 AM
I remember listening to Floyd on my stereo, smiling, laughing...lost in the cloud of smoke that filled my room. The scenes seem to just flash just for a moment and disappear. My guitar in her hands, her smiling lips, the feel of her palms...

My eyes opened to a blank ceiling in my apartment..The sunlight coming in through my window blinds hurt my eyes..Then I felt my fingers reach out to the side of my bed. There was no one there.. I didn't want to believe it was all a dream. I covered my face with my hands swearing that this whole reverie was a lie..a figment of my imagination. I shook off the feeling and tossed over my bed. The pillow next to me, it smelt like lavender...

"The hardest part of letting go..is saying goodbye" - Dave Mustaine (Megadeth)

*Ends*