An Ode...

Since it's a season of blogging... I made up my mind to join in...me being a novice would love to know whether you liked the below or ..... not...... which i hope u don't :P. But anyways plz plz plz do comment if you read this and let me know a thing or two about the piece, criticism or compliments alike. If in any case you were wondering then the article starts .....now...

The echo of his footsteps were quite vague and seemed submerged in the luscious sway of the grass beneath a starry sky on a pleasant breezy night. It always was the place where he always wanted to come home to, the place where he was destined to come again and yet nothing about this epiphany of the past seemed similar to the earlier ones which certainly were most dear to him. Seemingly tired he decided to sit. It was a beautiful sight, the luscious green terrain stretched further until disturbed by a sudden array of trees surrounding the place... “Am I ever to see this again?” he thought to himself, the only consolence that he could give himself at that time was that he would. It made the sight bearable to say the least.

“Past” was the only thing that occupied him as he gazed at the stars, some might say that from far he could be mistaken for being interested in the wonders of the universe but he was far from it. It’s strange the realization of that something important only comes when you have to part from it. The many feelings and emotions that connects a place to us is somehow relevant at the very last and sadly there is nothing one can do about it but treasure those memories that he just realised in a box and store them away for one of those similar nostalgic nights. “Sigh....”, he tore some grass from the earth and let them loose as if measuring the way of the wind, the first noticeable movement he made since he sat.” Wonder what would their purpose be after they are torn from this place or am I just thinking too much?? How the hell am I relating myself to grass shreds??” thought he as the grass, silently, was blown away from his grasp. The silver orb in the sky looked beautiful and complete casting its magnificence onto his surroundings. Even the stars looked illuminated due to it or was it a mere illusion?? “An illusion, something that has been a part and parcel of my life. Yet all of it is in the past now and in this moment everything is forgiven”. The person seemed to have a smile on his face; it seemed that this encore in his head was enough to keep him mused as he continued gazing into the sky. “I wonder what a home is like. Always sought for a definition and as a child ‘where your mom and dad stay’ seemed to be just but time changes things and so does home... for me it will always be where someone thinks about you and cares for you, that’s what you really call home. Come to think of it I guess I have more than one now and somehow I think it’s gonna spread now”. It seemed well beyond time for somebody to be sitting at such a place but somehow this person was so mused with himself that time was least of his bother, he continued to sit. It was always a bad idea to leave and somehow he was supposed to face it at the earliest. “ I wonder what I will miss the most... the people on whom I depended on, the ones that I call friends or the place which made all of us, coming from such different places come together and think for each other or rather I should say create home .... “

“Dude!! What are you doing man?? Why are you here alone? You don’t wanna come along or what??” the voice seemed faint but he knew whose it was. “Guess it’s neither of them... it’s ‘me’ who created both whom I’ll miss the most. A new era starts at the end of every era ...so does at the end of this one” he thought to himself as he rose to acknowledge his friend. It was his final day in college.... he faced the world tomorrow...