The other side of a Mirror (A story)

I sat there,
Looking at the part of crowd wandering,
some senseless, some intoxicated,
some contemplating, some chasing their identity and some were shoving behind.

Nobody knew what they wanted,
but all wanting the same thing.
In a crowd,
I push my way through.
I watch the world pass by,
Treachery is a way of life, I decide.

I rushed to find my heartbeat,
while the world was judging and assuming.
Crossing highways and stairs,
Bridges and flyovers,
all roads that was leading me back to home.

Reaching home;
I looked myself in a mirror.
A stranger wearing my clothes,
who was resembling me but was not me.
I saw her world moving too fast,
and she was losing herself in the chaos.

As I looked at her,
I found a library of stories.
Her eyes deeper then well,
which was begging to tell.
Her skin dusky, flushing, warm-beige,
her feets moving barely.

When I examined her more closely,
I noticed,
Tears slipped down her face,
the secret that she was trying to hide.
I looked at her with a sense of wonder,
She was no angel or the devil,
She was infact the balance of all.
There was a raw beauty,
which was reckless and gentle.

She had known pain,
but her soul frains joy.

The constant buzzing of ‘Why me?’ sounds like a music to her now. That why destiny chosed the roads full of thorns for her. No one can hurt you as much you hurt yourself. It’s your choice to choose the road you travel. It’s only the road and you, the sole traveller.
I could feel her faster heartbeats slowing down,
taking new decisions, which was unable to enlive new connections.

Now,
She has known the pursuit of her peace,
making her expectations from life minimal,
which was the result of disappointments and rejections.
She had learned to find happiness,
Looking at the mirror, she blew a kiss,
and released herself.

She stopped to bask in the rays,
by setting herself on fire.
Behind the expectations wall,
she changed her track.
On the journey of finding herself,
she knows how to get herself back.
So, follow your heart at any cost,
If you are too sacred of getting lost.

-Anushk@