Sunday, August 18, 2019

His moments







Momentary was his state of existence , momentarily interwoven with a myriad of emotions that ate up his memorable moments of life. Had he ever imagined, he would have fallen prey to the introspection of his mind that swayed and twisted the then moments he had craved for!

His yearning was to feel life and not enjoy it; to relish his soul than to satiate it with pleasure; to wonder and not to get admired; to learn and not to teach; to free himself rather than holding the bonds of his family.

As for him, everything was momentary; lying to the supposition in his own hands which could meet an abrupt and deliberate sophisticated end.


                                       - Maria Cluston Cletus.