The sky hung low over the sky with a gloomy face as though questioning me about my presence. The dry memories woke up from their sleep to feel the day as I walked towards the house. There were so many footprints on the sandy path beside me, as though there was a wave of people visiting by everyday. Opening the old rusty gate, I was very careful as though it would just fall by. Things had not changed but the life around seemed to have got caught up in the past. Autumn had ornamented the place with its leaves that were left unclaimed almost everywhere on the ground.
I kept streaming towards the house trying to find meaning in the road I was staring at, but it seemed endless. With those twists and turns, I got lost in thought. The pathway that rivered towards the entrance was bricked with wrinkled tiles that echoed their mellowness. Just as I kept staring at the pattern, my present appeared to be losing itself and the liveliest was the soul of the memories that engulfed me into the past. For a moment, those moments of the collective laughter’s overshadowed me but a waving breeze bought me back to where I ought to be. I swiftly walked towards the main door hoping to take a look of how time had played with the place.
The door had a strange look to it. There was something calling out from with in. Years had made the door more human as it had been the victim of everything that happened in the house or even to the house. He stood there with dexterity but adorned a smiling question. My hands were apprehensive to open the door. The ambiance looked as though everything there was asking me something. I forced myself to stay untouched by the emotions that tumbled deep inside. Lifting my hand, I opened the door. I was expecting a haunting creepy noise from the old door just like the movies showed, but it was just a smooth opening with no remarkable or dramatic sounds.
The air inside the room was haunted with an aura that was unexplainably quite. I walked in and my presence shook the stillness that dwelled in this numb world of silence. Somewhere deep down I was contended to have sight of the house, but I knew I needed something more than just the scene in front of my eyes. Something more than the ‘dead’ smoke all around. Something that lived and said ‘Welcome back’.
I got seeped into the room and slowly moved towards the chair in order to sit and observe that changes. The chair was blanketed with thick dust that had patterns of the spider’s leg. I took out the handkerchief from my pocket and used it to clean it. I comfortably sat on the chair. As I sat in silence, I could feel him breathing, holding me. Time stopped and it was a feeling to which there is no beyond. It was not about the good times, but with whom I had spent. It was none other than him.
Thinking of the olden times, my heart got flooded with intense emotions that rained out through my cold eyes. I had not cried for years. I had buried the story deep inside me. Deep inside me...to be resting in peace. My love for him still lingered with my existence. I had never thought life would bring back the past with this trip to my homeland. I could recall everything like a fast forwarded reel that played in my mind. Our first meeting, which was destined right in front of this house. The sweet nothings of those tender years and those lovely moments of love and promises. Everything revealed itself as I broke out my emotions that shaped into a waterfall of tears. I cried for minutes unknown and it seemed never ending. I wanted enough hope to live another day. I urged for so much courage so that I dint feel what the past made me feel. I was longing for much love so that I could hold it inside me. I simply wanted to rescue myself from the glitter that blinded me more than the darkness.
I could not rest in the house for any longer as my emotions took no control of me and kept raining out. I hurried out the house and walked slowly when I reached the gate. I turned back to take a final glance of what was once ‘our' house. I felt relieved that I had ventilated out my buried and dormant emotions. Now, I wanted to live everyday, just to take a step closer to him...
