###A Highway###
The rain never stops. And nor does my migrane. For the past hours, I feel as if someone has taken my eyes out of their sockets. There is no blood.
I am now having a sense of time. Or may be I am just losing it. Sometimes, they come to me and observe me. The way I look up at them. After how many seconds my eyes blink. How I get goosebumps as they flash a bright light right in my eye. They fear me, it seems. I do not look at them. The floor is of naked stone, and is damp most of the times. My skin is white. I think it takes more than a frozen floor to make a rush of blood impossible. A fly keeps buzzing along my ear, just to see if I am still alive. My nails look black. No, I havent seen them, but I can feel that.
I hear the sound of the occassional rain splashing against the wall. Yes, there is a wall. I will not escape. I must not.
Friday, August 31, 2007
The Eclipse Diaries
Labels: Death, imagination, infinity, life, Prisoner of War, Surrealism, wanderlust
Friday, July 20, 2007
The Eclipse Diaries
### Bloodless Eyes ###
The sea keeps sinking somewhere.
I wake up- night or day- its the same thing to me. I wake up with the perfect pain in my belly, my shoulders and the rough edges of my skin. I dont let it linger for long. I play in my mind a song that I heard some ages back.... I try to set the memory in sync with my heart beat.. but I am not able to do so. Something is lost, somewhere. I am trying to understand what I have lost. Only then I can attempt a kick at retrieving it back.
They had taught me to be mentally tough and prepared with the events, conditions, everything. Did they miss out to tell me something?
My eye sight is fine. After all this time in darkness, I thought may be my eye sockets are empty- they must have taken my eyes off. But I could see a mild flickering of a bulb from afar. I almost started moving towards it... when it struck me that my cell was a closed tube. I can barely move, I can barely breathe. But I can live.
A tube like cell
Time.. well... it is flowing.
PoW # 84190310
The Eclipse Diaries
###First Blood###
They say there are Signs.In the midst of any difficulty, ye shall always look for signs and then you'll be rescued. I always wanted to know.. who would come for rescue.. the Foo Fighters, angels, MI6.... or who... but I coud not ask and therefore I wasn't answered. The place where I am right now, offers no solace >> answers are a deal too great to expect >> either. In this darkness I can not see any sign.
I have been hearing a few loud voices when I have been awake and for the rest of the time, I can hear a deafening single continous beep. If I am alive, then there must be oxygen here. After the rib crack, I can feel something engraved over my left wrist. Some numbers. It took me 124 seconds to make that out. 8 Digits. This is the only sign I got till now. This.... %^#(.... is like a sweet poison.The light is everywhere around me, and yet I find myself flooded with blinding darkness. May be it is oozing out of me. It should make sense. My hands have been tied for some time.... days, may be. Eyes were blind folded when I first felt someone touching me. The kick was painful too. And after that, I have been in a blackout. There is no sense of time, or space here. Einstein would have liked to know.
Time Unknown,
Place Unknown,
- PoW # 84190310