MY NINE LIVES… … .
- I am the loyalty that took my brave Dobby’s life, even though he sweared once, not to protect his master. His rugged clothes that carried a beautiful creature's heart with a rough embodiment, which others found ugly, but I found it relatable.. For he was the purest of the souls I ever met.
- I am the most stiff and hardest soul like the vibranium alloy that made Captain’s shield the most strongest metal on earth. The most righteous man that could ever tread on this land with his most strongest will, maybe I am that soul?
- I am the long lost happiness that my dog’s wagging tail carried when it moved so quickly hither and fro and made him act like a complete jester. Maybe, once again he shall sometimes growl at me for teasing him but would come and sit beside me on the porch to pet him with such ease that made him the most happiest doggo on this earth.
- I am the ever lasting heart ache that my papa carries but not for the ill means but the one which made him remind every morning to drop those good morning messages on the whatsApp group. That pain, which made him take some pills? Absolutely not. But that pain which he would experience after shaam ki walk, exhausted, waiting for his “bina cheeni wali chai” to keep his diabetes in control.
- I am that extrovert person who could talk freely to any individual he prefers to without any hesitation and keep the sarcasms apart unlike the person writing this.. That person who would listen to your problems and could make them go away with a hug.. But I am afraid I am socially awkward.( Like that moment when I wanted to talk to you in the college but could never because I was too afraid to step up to you and say something).
- I am that uneasiness that sets my heart on fire whenever you’re around. Afraid to untangle those feelings “kyuki maybe I am not good enough for you” comes to the mind. This uneasiness that sets right apart into my heart when you are around and gives me palpitations so hard that I start acting more weird than I usually am.
- I am that perfect smile which people look at and feel” butterflies in their stomach wala effect” . That smile that might make you feel a little bit gleeful after that long sleepless night when you were all alone thinking who will be by my side with those tears that eventually drop out like the first rain drop on your hand, so small so fragile yet with numerous emotions.
- And finally my last life is that of a chinese guy who resisted his curiousity to eat a bat so that there would be none of this corona shit happening right now and I could be back with my friends, ready again to stalk you a little bit…
