A Struggle between True and False.

I count the twinkling stars above my head. One...two...five...eight. The music is good. It’s trance. I have developed a strong passion for it because it is beautiful in every sense. We are having white wine. It smells perfect and also the air above the sea. The sea breeze. It’s a little chilly here may be because it is night time. Eleven...twelve...thirteen. You say something in my ears...something light-hearted because it made me smile and blush.

I close my eyes and feel the tranquility of the breeze kissing my cheeks. My hair is not so long but it is long enough to dance to the tunes of the natural music played by the waves and the soft zephyr together, in a harmony. I hear you counting. Twenty...twenty four.

It’s getting colder now. The music has stopped. My left nostril is all blocked and my eyes are still closed as I don’t want to break the peaceful facade. I call out your name. Twice! But in vain. So I open my eyes. The chilly breeze blurs my vision. I clear it and look around. It seems to be a different place. It is white. All white or rather snowy. There is no one till the farthest end. You are nowhere to be seen. It is like you never even existed. No sign! No clue! And the worst thing is that my companion is silence. My only fear! You remember. Don’t you?

It is oblivious to my presence. It can’t see. But it can feel me and so it stalks! I run to my left to find something or someone for help. But all I have to face is stillness...sheer stillness. And it locks me up like I would never be able to escape. May be it is just in my imagination, may be you would wake me up with a kiss and hold me tight in the warmth of your arms or maybe this nightmare would never come to an end. You said that my fear would make me reach the acme of insanity. Is it that madness hovering in my head or is it happening for real? Are you really gone or am I just too blinded with these unresolved questions?

Fiercely

Screams

Dreary fears

In the muteness.

Pours out and surrounds me.

This is silence! Austerely attaches to my life.

With weapons to drown me within and rupture the veins, it plays hard.

This is silence. A sad reminder of the lost voice, the chord untouched but distorted. It is piercing, pinching and hurting.

It chases me. Like a poignant reminder of the chasing dream I had.

The one which made me run for life.

But this is bloody silence.

My only trepidation

Catches creepily

Chokes

Kills!

Thirty one...thirty four...thirty five. And your voice echoes in my little head as I come to terms with reality.

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P.S : Thanks a lot Crystal and Fiona for being an inspiration to write a Fibonacci sonnet.  :*  ^_^

Picture credits : deviantart

A Nightmarish Chase.

“Where do you want to go?” the auto driver asked her as she rushed into the auto, losing her breath completely.

”Bhaiya, take me to the next metro station. Quick” She said hastily.

“But you have to tell me the name of the station, lady.”

“I’m sorry I don’t remember its name. You please start driving, at least. It’s just the next station on this road. C’mon...fast fast fast.” She requested in a panicky tone.

A masked man was stalking her. She had no idea who he was or why was he running after her life with a knife in his gloved hands. But after managing a close escape a few minutes back, she had jumped into this three-wheeler. And as the auto started, she managed to gasp out the name of the station but still could not calm her nerves.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, her friend came and sat beside her in the auto. She felt a little content to have a helping hand in this fiery situation. He knew what all has happened and advised her that she should better not board the metro from the next station as it would be the first place where the killer would hunt for her. Instead, he took her to another station which was on the same route but was a little farther.

It had already grown dark and was raining heavily. There was a sense of fear in the air with thunder bolts adding flavour to it. For some time, they took shelter somewhere in a damped place near the station and planned their next move. After the rain subsided, he took her with him and headed outside. There they met some of their college friends but because of the fear that the killer might be watching them from somewhere, they did not inform any of them and simply maintained a calm and composed attitude.While doing the same, she saw one of her college mates receiving a text message from some unknown number. It read:

“She is with you...right?

Okay, I’ll be there in a short while.”

She gathered some nerves and shouted to her friend, “C’mon, we gotta run. He’s coming here. I read a message. I know it’s him. Let’s go. NOW”.

He immediately held her and they both ran and went directly up to the platform. In the hustle bustle, she lost his touch and went to the wrong platform while he, on the other hand stood on the right one. And there she saw that same masked man, stepping out of the metro with a smirk on his face. She stealthily stepped back and ran back to change the platform. She was with her friend now. "I think I'm safe" and before that man could catch them, they both boarded the metro.

“But this couldn’t be so easy. He couldn’t let me go. Something’s definitely wrong and out of place.” She said in a soliloquy.

And she was right. The man was there again. He broke one of the doors and got into the metro. And now she had no one to help her. Her friend disappeared somewhere, leaving her stranded in the hands of her fate or rather in the hands of that masked man. He came forward and she ran in the other direction. After realizing that nothing or no one is going to help her, she gave in. She surrendered. And he stabbed her and pusher her out of the metro, somewhere in the darkness. And she died.

*************

With sweat on my forehead and a mild headache, I woke up to this freaky nightmare, day before yesterday. It was not the first time that I’ve had a chasing dream. But this one was surely one of the most outlandish and nerve-wracking dreams I’ve ever had. God knows, what it signified or who that man with a knife was or why was he chasing me with so much hatred. It was seriously one hell of an experience and so I thought to flush it out of mind, once and for all.

*phew*