Only a miracle can...

I hear voices from inside that are the echoes of my inner soul saying, "Only a miracle can simply keep me alive. Otherwise, all I have is less than ten months to be exact". I am not scared of what I will have to face. I am prepared to face it. But, this is how the factsheet is as of now. And, when this echo from within becomes loud enough at nights, oh, is sleep even an option to be considered?

So what?...

So what? Yeah! So what if your visits have decreased along the recent times? Oh, yeah! So what? So what if you have reasons for? Oh, right! There are reasons behind everything. And, thus, I have a reason for being so ardent towards you. And, while you cling onto yours, I shall not differ and will keep myself hooked up to mine. 

A strange dream...

In this dream, I am seen walking with two heavy bags. I assume those are my sins and stress that I am carrying as bags. The dream starts with myself stopping at a shop to buy my favourite sweet for one last time. I am alone. And, I am in the streets of the locality where I was born and brought up. 

The battering ram...

When I find so much going against me with regard to what I desire for, when I find this entire world doing anything and everything to try and erase something I am working towards, when I emerge unscathed after all these, I am in this state of invincibility. Hey, Lady! I wink at you, I show funny faces at you, I even dare to dance around you- for, all of you have made me a lot more stronger.

This realm...

This realm of not much difference, this reality that is challenged by you, this moment of trying hard to forget my everything, joining hands with the world to oust my reign, efforts on and on to get rid of my presence, the willingness and ability to move out and seek refuge, oh where did I exactly get hit, I cannot make out. But, whatever hit me came clearly out of the blue.