Day 3 of journal writing.
Of escaping my own mind, of lying to the heart. That I do not need to write to feel better. That I should not use writing as a mode of escape. My words are tired of shouting for help. They must rest.
Evening Sky. 🙂
It is little uneasy inside, like I am holding my breath for too long and it ends up in exhaustion. My lungs, rather shameless continue to breathe even if my heart wants to stop. There a rebellion inside my body. My bones are becoming narrower, they break every time I move around trying to laugh a little more. Laughter is a difficult task when you do not know where to give a pause. A slight more effort and you end up in bed, tired.
Outside, a different world is unwrapping. The sky seems to shed its layers. Today it looks naked, as if everything that made it has been removed. Deprived of the clouds I like, I wish the sky was happy. My society got sanitized, every building is now clean. They won’t catch the corona. Speaking of humans, I wish I could sanitize them. Make them rid of the hatred they have been throwing at me since last weeks. I talked of social media few days back and I think it has got on my nerves now. I sanitized my account, as insane as it may sound I had to get rid of the people I did not like.
The roads are not empty here. There is still some movement so I do not get bored easily. Kids are playing while maintaining social distance. People are jogging as if virus will run away seeing their sweat. Road continues to move until a police van comes and then there is a silence, an eerie silence. I do not wish to write more. I miss things as they were before. But I am scared of the post lockdown situation too. I wish we were more kind.
Signing off,
Sameera.
©Sameera Mansuri 2020.
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The Poetic Elixir 
Wonderful to read you. I am sick of the virus as well, but scared of the locjdown breaking. Keep writing my lovely friend ❤️
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Wow. Finally the prose! 💕💕
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Hahaha. I go off beat sometimes 😂
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It’s beautiful.
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Will write more. The world is turning insane, I wish I could do something to kill everyone but that’s not in my control so..
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I welcome both: writing and massacre. 😁
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One day for sure!
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I’m scared of the aftermath too but this moment can be a lifetime in itself.
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Perhaps. 🙂
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The unknown looms over us, when we certainly have no hint or idea. Will life be the same? I don’t think so. I rather wish that good sense prevails when everything is over.
And as far as removing people who don’t spark joy in your life, do remove them! We need some positivity and hope. Stay well.
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I wish that too. Let’s hope for a better world and I guess I am making hope a cliche but who cares if it gets us going.
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Indeed, we need something to keep us afloat 🙂
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This is a wonderful post and a wonderful idea of writing as well. I mean like the daily journal. We all want the things back to normal definitely but fear the chaos post lockdown.
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Thank you. I hope you are safe.
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