Suffocation

Everything was suffocating about the night. Heat, humidity and an ill defined ache.

Night which had been a faithful companion to her for long, was gradually becoming scary and unfriendly.

She tied up her hair in a high knot and left the bed.

This was going to be another insomnia episode.

Sometimes running away becomes painful. Sometimes getting back to memories is the only solution, not that it would make any difference.

So slowly she was getting back to memories.

Some people do not take permission before entering into the smoothly running stream of your life, no knocks, no bells, no warnings. They just come and with their persuasive presence change everything, turning them upside down.

And then the dream is over in less than fraction of a second and you find an stranger looking back into your eyes. Without even a goodbye kiss.

But what of the effects their short lived presence had left behind?

Bewilderment!

Insomnia!

Loneliness!

Suffocation!

Certainly this was going to be a suffocating night.

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