His Memory

Episode 14

It was cold when I felt the silver sky is about to rain, I do not remember if it was a feeling or a desire.

I passed by the silent place where my turmoil was the loudest roaring out of my brain, and where my disturbed soul disturbed him in his sleep.

I stood before his stone .... only his stone as I felt his serene existence after a long battle he lived.

"I was once like you are .... I could not settle down till I found this stone .... I never felt serene and I can hear a voice of what they called your insanity rising like mine when I was in your place .... I once had a name ... it was denied and I was branded madman, described as stranded .... I was stranded out of the mine .... yes out of the mine deep down .... we all lived there ..... and with time we grew, it's the easiest thing to happen to every one .... when your face gets bold and defined reflecting you ... and only you it can reflect ..... and your mind is forged reflecting all it holds .... and all it held in me was birthless rebellion of my soul .... I was led out of the mine .... I was alienated with a million finger pointing at me like a stranger, a million word and all meant deranged ..... escaped the whim of fear and feared not but fear itself .... gave no definite forms to keep the word aesthetic .... the world was my shrine .... I could feel an unknown spirit ..... I did not want to give it a name .... but everything is meant to death ..... just like myself now ..... they came out of the mine .... my whole shrine crumbled when they sold lies ..... and filled the shrine with scarecrows .... and before highness of their need even the highness of divinity crumbled ...... I found shelter in the mine ..... and died ..... like you found shelter in blindness and never noticed your listening to a dead man who heard you feelings"