Certain End…

Posted: July 6, 2011 in The People

I wasn’t sure why I was awake and like most times I was thoughtless too. I was watching these silent rain drops flowing down the large window pane. I sat there, watching the journey of these rain drops slowly forming and rushing down to eventually meet with a certain death. I wasn’t sure of the thoughts crossing my mind and that’s when the mobile vibrated in the darkest corner of the room. I could see some light in that darkness. I wasn’t sure whether to answer the call or to ignore it, the way I treat most of the midnight calls. For some reason  I stood up from this old  bean bag, my eyes still staring at those rain drops against the window pane. It was my mother’s number on the screen, unsure of how to start with the call for the silence we have maintained between us for ages, I answered the call with a  “tell me” and I could hear the suffocating sound of my cousin. I knew something wasn’t right. I knew something wasn’t right with me, something about my existence and I knew my life was going to change. I knew it. He stammered and whispered, sounded pretty unsure whether or not to tell me what he had on his mind or what he knew of. I lost my father and just like those rain drops rushing down the window pane, he to found his certain end. I could feel the non existent tears forming and moving down to a certain death, as I sat there  on the same bean bag watching those rain drops moving down slower than before.

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Comments
  1. Charu says:

    I am not sure what comments you expect.. seriously don’t know much about u nd ur relation with ur dad.. and what happened that night.. or even if what u write is all true.. u tweeted about visiting ur parents few days back.. din’t u?
    I can just say.. I am sorry to hear about your loss.. Hope you deal with it well .. & your mother would need you more than ever.. sort out any differences you have with her.. They have loved u for all these yrs..you can’t escape ur responsibilities.. Take care of her.. thats what A real man does.. I might sound too idealistic.. but I wud do the same if I was You..

  2. Papparachic says:

    Drastic ending. Exactly how you wanted it.

  3. Charu says:

    hmm! thn u shd tag/categorize it fiction .. instead of The people.. 🙂

    I like the illustration nd comparison of rain drops ! 🙂 nd the change in the perception of rain drops movement 🙂 touchy 🙂

  4. whocares says:

    great piece of writing, just wish you had mentioned it was fiction! 🙂

    • Jaykay says:

      It might have been a fiction it might not have been one. Aren’t there too many stories doing rounds about the stories we know. 🙂

      • whocares says:

        is that just you messing with my head or else sir,
        however it is. keep a smile on your face buddy.
        cheers 🙂

  5. Blurrii says:

    Fiction, reality or all of it together; whatever it is, it’s great. It is quiet believable, which is good because that’s what stories should do!

  6. Roshni says:

    The first word that came to my mind when I read this is ‘eerie’. It has a very dark feel to it. But yes, the way you compared raindrops and life is awesome!

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