Fictional Narratives with Photography
1. Would they ever return?
My boots scrunched on overgrown paths,
against the silence engulfing my village. As I
walked by the cobwebs draping the houses
like veils, the windows reflecting the only
constant-sky! This was my village, once alive
with laughter, now engulfed by pitch
darkness…. Seeking solace, I knelt beside a
wilting flower reminding me of the lives that
once bloomed here. I wanted to take that
back with me, but something stopped me, I
just could not remove the only spark of hope
that things could actually return to normal.
The empty corridors filled with only despair
make me want to dance as if they are going
to be back…but perhaps no, I know they won’t
return today or ever, as they have gone on a
war not against anyone else but their own
circumstances, to a place very far off.
Leaving the flower back to where it belongs,
only taking the fragrance along !
2. Reflections : A dance of duality
When we see reflections, both the delusion and the reality appear at once. Reflections in the true sense of duality are just a powerful reminder that reality or delusion is never one dimensional, the truth lies in embracing both the seen and the unseen.
3. Train of Life
Only when we peep outside the window and try to breathe against the fast-moving wind, we realize that the speed of the train of life is too fast. This sometimes feels like too much of a pressure to handle as there is no way we can possibly reduce that. But, sometimes taking out a moment to appreciate it and feel the gush is actually what could keep us motivated throughout!
