3 May 2012

Character Sketch-Day 19(562 words)


Day Nineteen: From the ashes.

Focus Word - Flame

Song Prompt - Burn It Down by: Linkin Park

The cycle repeated,
As explosions broke in the sky,
All that I needed,
Was the one thing I couldn't find,
And you were there at the turn,
Waiting to let me know,

Chorus:
We're building it up,
To break it back down,
We're building it up,
To burn it down,
We can't wait,
To burn it to the ground.

The colors conflicted,
As the flames climbed into the clouds.
I wanted to fix this,
But couldn't stop from tearing it down.

And you were there at the turn,
Caught in the burning glow.
And I was there at the turn,
Waiting to let you go.

We're building it up,
To break it back down,
We're building it up,
To burn it down,
We can't wait,
To burn it to the ground.

You told me yes,
You held me high,
And I believed,
When you told that lie.

I played solider,
You played king,
Struck me down,
When I kissed that ring.

You lost that right,
To hold that crown,
I built you up,
But you let me down.

So when you fall,
I'll take my turn,
And fan the flames,
As your blazes burn.

And you were there at the turn,
Waiting to let me know.

We're building it up,
To break it back down,
We're building it up,
To burn it down,

[We can't wait,
To burn it to the ground.
So when you fall,
I'll take my turn,
And fan the flames,
As your blazes burn. ] x2

We can't wait,
To burn it to the ground...



I wake up in the morning with a lot of trepidation. I do not wish this night to end. I do not wish to believe that the kiss yesterday was a dream, and I do not even dare to hope that the kiss yesterday was a reality. I am so lost. I am afraid that the past cycle will repeat itself. I do not wish to build the castle of dreams which will again collapse under onslaught of waves. I do not wish my hopes to burn by the flames of circumstances .I do not wish to lose everything again to false wishes.

But somewhere in the corner of my mind, I am waiting that there is an explanation to all that. I have lived with the belief that there was a rational explanation for everything. I accepted the fact that Ishaan could not come at that time- not because he did not love me, but just because our ways were meant to be separate. In fact I was the one who insisted him not to sacrifice his dreams for being together. But it had been difficult for me to say those words. Still I had nourished that hope that he would come. But he had left every touch.

Now here I am still carrying that secret hope. He is supposed to explain everything to me today .May be, just may be…we are meant to be together. That is why the fate is bringing us together again. May be. I get ready and go to café to wait for Ishaan to arrive. He had asked me to wait for him. We could have the breakfast together. I notice the other guests- a single lady with a child, a couple and an older couple just gazing outside. I wait there just enjoying the freshness. But the time passes. It is 9.30 now. I have been sitting here for past thirty minutes. I am getting hungry. I need breakfast. Besides, I need to report to office. I have a final presentation. To morrow is the first press meet of my hotel. I order breakfast for two with my eyes glued to the entrance.

My breakfast arrives in ten minutes. But Ishaan is still nowhere in sight. Sighing, I stat my breakfast, cursing myself for expecting Ishaan to come. Now, I am getting worried. Is he or is he not going to come? Is something wrong?

Suddenly, the receptionist calls me. “Are you Miss Trisha Malhotra? There is a message for you.”

I try to judge the time in India. May be Apu or mom has called me. I take the paper from my hands. But the message is not from my Mom or Apu. The message  is from Ishaan.. “I have to leave the country for few days Trish. Will catch you later.”

I am so shocked that I read the message again. It can’t be possible. The building collapsed without a brick being laid. I want to cry but I know that it will be useless. I have fallen again at the same rock. Is it possible to lock myself in the room? But no, I have promised myself I won’t break again. I have to move without shattering. Mr. Wilson is waiting for me at office. Resolutely, I leave the hotel to go to my office waiting for the ashes to settle.

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