Moments

Tomorrow becomes Now, and Now turns out to be Past. We don't really recognize when it happens or has already happened. The moments of joy, the jovial mood fly past us in seconds and we are left with the residue of the same life again. I sit back and in a brief recapitulation try to figure out what is it that i am missing. I know that i am feeling my heart to be empty. A sense of isolation surrounds me now, since i hate monotonous life. The season of festivity is over, the closeness of our own ones has extended to unreachable. Everyone has to be busy now, with their own work, may be with their own lives. Life has to restore back to it's own format once again. A deep feeling (pathos) of loneliness accompanies me, since i am now imagining all the fun we had in the days past. Each and every incident bruises my heart. I remember the joy and mirth we enjoyed during the past, which still seems me like the 'present'. I cannot afford to forget it. I am lost in deep thought, in fact drowned in the sweet reminiscence of the past enjoyment we had. All the known faces, gets lost mysteriously. It is very difficult to assess the role of "Merciless Time". I hate to say goodbye to those cherished memories we had, those emotionally bulging faces, full of love and care. Those warm hearted laughter, those times of fun and frolic. I loved it. Ah! it's past, so suspicious, so unbelievable. I cannot bring myself to confirm that those happy phase of time has departed from us, without any prior intimation or information. Celebration used to run in my blood, but where is it now ? why am i so depressed ? is there any cause ? any particular reason... actually the short lived memories are the times we really enjoy, everything. I am really shocked to learn that, we can only be in touch after a long gap, may be a year later, that too not sure. This is the vital reason which wets my eyes. Tears dry in my eyes, because i cannot cry whilst everyone seems to be 'artificially' happy. I don't having anything to do, but to weep in despair. There seems no possible means to curtail my pain. Who can take my pain ? Who ? I don't understand why we become happy, when it is quite obvious that latter we have to face sadness, a stance where all the majestic charms will be subjected to a long split of time. This time duration has proved to be a major criterion, since i simply cannot wait so long, for i am lonely. I cannot forget joy, who can? It comes rare and for a very short span. To miss this expensive opportunity, is to miss everything. When do we all unite again, this is bothering me. I hate alienation, that too after i have learned to relish the taste of social communion, gathering, unity. Please understand the feeling... for i know that you too have this 'melancholic feel' lingering somewhere deep within yourself. Just put in an effort to realize the fact. You will feel like me, no doubt. The reason is because only the real living people, face the possible effect of the "Transitoriness of Time". Why does happiness come to us ? exactly like a 'butterfly' for brief, very brief.
*...on the aftermath of : Durga Puja/Dussehera, (Late Autumn, Fall Winter 08)