Existence

This is incoherent to say the least, but today, the sunrise felt different to me. I’ve been away, trying to run from writing, but it seems I really can’t run now. Life had been an alliteration – running the same schedule of life. But I’ve finally found a new dawn, a metaphor. I’m exhausted of this monotone life, but destined for something extraordinary, unique maybe.

I’ve felt prickles over my skin, cold and damp, numb too. My heart beating fast, dangerously fast, a dizzying assault within me and an invisible constant voice asking for help. Yesterday was tough, today is harsh, and tomorrow has no dimensions.

 Our hands are strong no more; everything is toppling over, uncertainty, unknown fear, or rather IGNORANCE – ignorance of compassion, kindness, generosity, sacrifices and love in today’s era.

And I vow to help them out and bring humanity again into existence.

-Ruchika Srivastava

XII C