Dusky Invader from Eastern Sea
There were faces standing outside the glass door of my cabin ; the faces were naked,naked with their messy expressions, which they wanted hide with mask of hallucination; one out of them were little aside, the one who forgot wear the mask, the eyes were full of expressions of love , while other two faces pretended to be “know all” ; the shorter and stouter one had a beast inside , an hyena , i guess ; that was so vivid in his eye balls , the mask of hallucination could not even hide that. She was wearing a high stiletto as if she could touch the sky.
The one who was not wearing the mask was little dusky, whose face was naked, whose expressions were radiating like reds of a gulmohar, she approached ,, the glass door , all of a sudden seems to be melted like a sheet of butter , she glided through the door ,, and she was in me , in my very glassy cubic mind. Suddenly my cubic space got filled with drowning fragrance.
I was surprised ; “hey hey hey ,, who are you ? “
“what are you doing here in my glassy cubic mind ??’’ I yelled ,,
She was smiling ,, and I realized that was drowning in the ocean of the sweet senses . I
knew , I was invaded , I was invaded by the Dusky Invader from Eastern Sea .
The sun was setting on the other side of the gulmohar tree standing red on the farthest end of the field outside my windows,, and she was smiling with her both hands wide open ,,offering an hug ,,
“ Why an invader would give a hug “ I asked myself ,,sun was drowning , leaving orange feelings on my earthly senses , filling my glassy cubic mind .. The music began to play , with sonorous ecstasy in all the alt notes, in rich clean tones of adoration.
The dusky invader was standing out there on the corner in a reluctant stance ,, she was wearing an inviting smile on her lips . To my surprise I noticed my space , my geometric dimensions was quickly getting filled with sweet and wet smell of “Hasnuhana “ ,, that was so intoxicating ,, I was drowning in the intoxication ,, by then the dusky invaders came close enough that I could see dreams oozing out of her placid ocean like eyes . I realized her eyes are dark , deep and serene like a cool ocean. Suddenly the she took out her floral heart and offered ,, it looked like a bunch of orange and pink gerberas made of cut glasses , the petals were glistening , the dark stem made of brown see through glass tubes,. My cubic mind turned red with a hole on top ,, she put her floral heart , the silicate gerberas in the cube,, i found The petals of glass flowers were tuning into smiles and disappearing in the hazy sunset out there on the fields..
But the other side of the glass door , the beastly faces were still hanging around , trying to fathom the orangeness of the love inside the glassy cube ,, The orange fragrance was slowly shaping up into a thickened certainty . They were scratching their nails on the glass door , but in vain .. I was laughing at them, they looked like hungry beasts. They were blue , so blue that my orange glassy mind , so impossibly orange , the blue could not infuse. The dusky invader from the eastern sea had started pouring nectar from her floral heart ,her lips were shivering a little with loads of feelings which were flowing in her mind . Suddenly her floral heart turned into a bunch of rich red may flowers, and her eyes became blue sky , to my surprise , I saw that her body is turning in calm aquamarine ,, or may be sea green ,.. The dusky invader came forward, with a smile. She held herself open and held my glassy cubic mind against her caring womanhood,, it was smelling hasnuhana ,,intoxicating all glassy senses were drowning , the glass head was melting into molten stream of silicate beads, the dusky invader was turning into rapily deep blue, a kind of electric blue, transparent , I could see inside ,, am purple rainbow emerged on the horizon, the rainbow was having only the shades of purple ,, the sky turned orange ,I could only watch that my orange glassy mind space being conquered by the dusky invader from the eastern sea.
In the evening it raining heavily started , on the coast of eastern sea, after a long summer , the lights from the hills by the sea were washing down in the rain over the greens ,, The dusky invader was there washing off into the oceab in front of my the orange cubic mind , she was all in her ,she was melting into broken pieces of moonlight on the ripples ,, I was drifting , I was drifting by the waves ,, The dusky invader from the eastern sea was turning into an ocean rapidly ,,my glassy cubic senses were getting shattered into fragments and and drowing in the sea ...
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It was dark by then,, and I started walking to the small temple on the other side of the beach .. Some people were burning mortal remains of someone ,, a group was singing “Harinaam Songkirtana “ .. I sat down with them , looking blankly at the burning pier ,, the orange fire .....
Abhrajit
10th June 2015
There were faces standing outside the glass door of my cabin ; the faces were naked,naked with their messy expressions, which they wanted hide with mask of hallucination; one out of them were little aside, the one who forgot wear the mask, the eyes were full of expressions of love , while other two faces pretended to be “know all” ; the shorter and stouter one had a beast inside , an hyena , i guess ; that was so vivid in his eye balls , the mask of hallucination could not even hide that. She was wearing a high stiletto as if she could touch the sky.
The one who was not wearing the mask was little dusky, whose face was naked, whose expressions were radiating like reds of a gulmohar, she approached ,, the glass door , all of a sudden seems to be melted like a sheet of butter , she glided through the door ,, and she was in me , in my very glassy cubic mind. Suddenly my cubic space got filled with drowning fragrance.
I was surprised ; “hey hey hey ,, who are you ? “
“what are you doing here in my glassy cubic mind ??’’ I yelled ,,
She was smiling ,, and I realized that was drowning in the ocean of the sweet senses . I
knew , I was invaded , I was invaded by the Dusky Invader from Eastern Sea .
The sun was setting on the other side of the gulmohar tree standing red on the farthest end of the field outside my windows,, and she was smiling with her both hands wide open ,,offering an hug ,,
“ Why an invader would give a hug “ I asked myself ,,sun was drowning , leaving orange feelings on my earthly senses , filling my glassy cubic mind .. The music began to play , with sonorous ecstasy in all the alt notes, in rich clean tones of adoration.
The dusky invader was standing out there on the corner in a reluctant stance ,, she was wearing an inviting smile on her lips . To my surprise I noticed my space , my geometric dimensions was quickly getting filled with sweet and wet smell of “Hasnuhana “ ,, that was so intoxicating ,, I was drowning in the intoxication ,, by then the dusky invaders came close enough that I could see dreams oozing out of her placid ocean like eyes . I realized her eyes are dark , deep and serene like a cool ocean. Suddenly the she took out her floral heart and offered ,, it looked like a bunch of orange and pink gerberas made of cut glasses , the petals were glistening , the dark stem made of brown see through glass tubes,. My cubic mind turned red with a hole on top ,, she put her floral heart , the silicate gerberas in the cube,, i found The petals of glass flowers were tuning into smiles and disappearing in the hazy sunset out there on the fields..
But the other side of the glass door , the beastly faces were still hanging around , trying to fathom the orangeness of the love inside the glassy cube ,, The orange fragrance was slowly shaping up into a thickened certainty . They were scratching their nails on the glass door , but in vain .. I was laughing at them, they looked like hungry beasts. They were blue , so blue that my orange glassy mind , so impossibly orange , the blue could not infuse. The dusky invader from the eastern sea had started pouring nectar from her floral heart ,her lips were shivering a little with loads of feelings which were flowing in her mind . Suddenly her floral heart turned into a bunch of rich red may flowers, and her eyes became blue sky , to my surprise , I saw that her body is turning in calm aquamarine ,, or may be sea green ,.. The dusky invader came forward, with a smile. She held herself open and held my glassy cubic mind against her caring womanhood,, it was smelling hasnuhana ,,intoxicating all glassy senses were drowning , the glass head was melting into molten stream of silicate beads, the dusky invader was turning into rapily deep blue, a kind of electric blue, transparent , I could see inside ,, am purple rainbow emerged on the horizon, the rainbow was having only the shades of purple ,, the sky turned orange ,I could only watch that my orange glassy mind space being conquered by the dusky invader from the eastern sea.
In the evening it raining heavily started , on the coast of eastern sea, after a long summer , the lights from the hills by the sea were washing down in the rain over the greens ,, The dusky invader was there washing off into the oceab in front of my the orange cubic mind , she was all in her ,she was melting into broken pieces of moonlight on the ripples ,, I was drifting , I was drifting by the waves ,, The dusky invader from the eastern sea was turning into an ocean rapidly ,,my glassy cubic senses were getting shattered into fragments and and drowing in the sea ...
......
......
It was dark by then,, and I started walking to the small temple on the other side of the beach .. Some people were burning mortal remains of someone ,, a group was singing “Harinaam Songkirtana “ .. I sat down with them , looking blankly at the burning pier ,, the orange fire .....
Abhrajit
10th June 2015
