Unfinished!

It’s December.

The lights are dim inside. May be lights are not even switched on and the only light that enters the dark confines of the room is the occasional flash from the headlight of a lonely car racing past the road about half a mile away.

Probably the driver has lost his way back home.

The rickety heater is glowing orange hot, burning its heart out in a desperate attempt to add some kind of heat to the moist, chilling cold inside. Reminding of a red brick furnace inside a steel plant, trying to swallow and melt never ending rows of metallic plates one after another.

The blue, purple shades of night, black darkness of the room coupled with occasional silver streaks of headlight flashes, intermingles with a bright orange spot burning at the far end of the room.

It’s a silent night. The kind of silence where even your thoughts echo back twice in the room if you let them go out of the deep confines of your heart.

I lie on my steel framed bed, feeling the chill and the warmth hitting simultaneously on parts of my exposed skin that have sub consciously crawled out of the cozy quilt just like an ignorant child unknowingly sneaks out of his parent’s custody.

It’s the perfect stillness. The stillness one observes in the old black and white photographs staring aimlessly at its visitors in an art gallery. Even the old Kent wall clock has stopped ticking. Time, it seems, has finally decided to take a halt tonight after running infinitely for years together.

It’s a heady mix of silence, stillness, chill, warmth and darkness.

I could not sleep and gaze infinitely with my eyes wide open at the ceiling fan above me which looks like of not having moved its wings since centuries together.

Thousands of Images from the past fly in front of me in a manner similar to the way an automatic money counting machine furiously flips bundles of notes in a matter of few seconds.

“Have I lost the battle?” I silently put across a question to myself making sure that the thoughts do not escape the small confines of my heart and disturb the stillness of the room.

And in that moment of uncertainty and doubt, I roll my eyes on my left.

I see you.