Stupid in a Valley

Two days back I was drunk like really drunk with my other two seemingly best fellas and it was my first time. It felt like utterly insane something required to add more colors to the life. Fragile laughs with minds out of control wow! The inability to stand and think, forgetting all the dreams like they’ve been sucked by some blackhole with an eternal gravity, all the accomplishments felt worthless, astonishingly crazy miserable life fondled meaningful. Every word spoken in that duration was based on certainty and my soul got purified. I call it ‘The Land of Trues.

Then, whispers of the sweet melody took over everything. It was like three loners left in the whole world it interestingly took me way back in time where it all started, where we started, i could feel how Adam and eve would have felt like being lonely in the beginning of human race. Sitting and yelling all the time with powerlessness of speaking any language. Meaningful painful sorrows with no language perhaps had caused more damage to their souls soon they had an intercourse and produced more humans. Pain and loneliness is our inheritance I’ve surely understood that part, so it can’t be resisted nor denied because one way or another nature finds its path from hidden curtains of fakeness.

Mind came back in that room. We were friends and it was a lie. Deep inside we knew how much we are strangled in mistrust and uncertainty because of the high competition of grieves and burdens that who had it more in the bag-pack, and it was quite very obvious. Truth is, we held three corners of the same triangle.

Later we galloped for food. I hardly remember that I might or might not have eaten that wildly in a dark night before. I could imagine the world had closed its eyes in my honor. Time took none stop five hours to slowly fade away my kingdom. Coming back from that valley I found my buddy next to me still wandering in his kingdom.

Since then i made a vow to seal my kingdom forever to keep it safe from my desires and emotions so no urge of change could stay inside.

Written By: M.Hassan