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A Dancing Quill

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I am a dancing quill. One that has been plucked away and made to dream the improbable and the impossible. I run dry on the nib often stitching up words that'll barely be seen. I drown myself often in the pool of thoughts. Sometimes I even scream at the excruciating squeaks on rough patches and sheets. Those days I crave for air in my lungs. But then I keep on dreaming, dreaming and again because that is what I am made to. Until I realize they're less possible and absurd. And maybe, just maybe, That is what I am made for: letting everything slip away whilst dreaming. And with all this, I will understand why you would want to stick around anyone but a scruffy feather dreamer. Anyone. 

Palsy and I - a temporary relationship.

17-05-2020 Sunday Kohima What looked like another normal day to most people on 11th of May, 2020 I woke to a sullied morning of irritating sensation on my left eye and a compressed lips on the left. Little did I know what was to happen next. The dryness and itchiness of the eye and inability to stretch my face on the left portion of my head went throughout the day but I took it to be a normal thing and thought it would go away by the moment. I also thought of my existing toothache to be the root cause of it since it had been there for as long as I could possibly remember after the dentist had suggested the last December to have it removed only after the winter vacation in order to avoid, should there be any inconveniences aftermath of the dental surgery. That led to delays and delays and then down came the dreaded Covid-19 pandemic that took the world by storm and hence the lockdown. I had bailed on many things on many occasions and this was one to count. It looked normal to me...
My First Heartbreak eggie | 24-10-2019 | On the eleventh day of April every year I write you birthday letters filled with unrequited dots of emotions and hyphenated elegies hopelessly hoping you would open and read them. The last time I tried dialling up your number to ask if you have been keeping fine up there but the line never went through. Maybe it never will. It breaks me but I'll never cease writing to you because that is how I know I can keep you alive in my dreams and memories until I find no breath in me. Life has never been the same ever since you left. How selfish of you to not think about that! The life you live on the other side now must be blissful and I'm happy you're already home. Yes, I must be foolishly and utterly happy. But what rips my heart open and grips my veins cold tight is; you made it look so so very easy to walk away from loved ones. You made tears the easiest to flow. You broke my heart beyond repair and I've never found a place to...
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eggie 24/08/19 I am no scientist or an expert whatsoever to expound the theory of the universe. I just happened to read a title of an article on CNN's facebook handle whereby this agency called "NASA" gave a poignant report that the Earth has no more than a 100 years of existence from now. I really don't know what you guys have to say on this but that sounds genuinely true for a report to me and I haven't been thinking straight ever since. Mother Earth is literally in shambles and the humans aren't yet done hornswoggling their fellow beings in hopes of achieving their ends at the cost of nature and its resources. Destruction has become an everyday phenomenon. Okay, enough verbosity. Do a thing, get a notepad and a pen, write all those things you think are happening around you, make a proper list if you can and ponder over it. Imagine if everyone does this. And by 'everyone' I mean "everyone." Will that bring a change? If you ask me no...
CONTINUATION. *Rubs my hands against each other to warm them up before making my next move. . A tiny 50 watt bulb fixed above the shutter forced its dull yellowish light down on the two bewildered and disfigured souls. . The moment I started cracking my knuckles and rubbed my hands against each other with a smirky face he started panicking (at least that's what I thought). And just for the record he was hardly 4 or 5 foot tall; a lanky fellow! . Just when my hands were released from its stiffness I reached out for my left pocket. That was the moment he looked at me in absolute terror as if I had attained my full power and was about to smash him up. He must've sensed fear and looked terribly petrified. I was acting tough now. . I took out my cellphone and showed him. "Etu kiman paji ase?" (What's the time shown here?) I asked him in an intimidating tone. He was quick in responding with another statement "kiman paji bi hobina, etia bisi deri huise...
CONTINUATION. (From the previous post) . ("Ki, iman julti kumai jaishe naki?" I thought it sounded cool altogether.) . He didn't reply a word. He stood there as if his whole systems got overridden by this abrupt trojan invasion and perhaps needs to be reprogrammed. I wasn't quite sure whether his bloodshotten eyes which looked extremely broiled were trying to tell a story of his rage because of me disturbing him or it was coldness that did the work. Earlier, I disliked the shutter of his shop and now his appearance wasn't any better. I couldn't, for the life of me, apprehend the situation we were in. Still worse, I was shivering not because I was scared of him but the dampening cold air of Kohima was taking its delight in my systems. Either ways, I could tell, he wasn't attracted to me. . Our eyes met and it was time I do the programming because he needs a command to run his system. And if any longer than that I thought it wouldn't go down w...
🤣 |KOHIMA 21/11/18 . It was 7 past 40 minutes in the evening. . After dinner I went out on the street to buy some stuffs. It was dead cold and everything seemed dead as well. There was utter silence everywhere. The frosty air ruffled through my hair and collided with my chilli hot lips. The clock's hand didn't show me any sign of being late. It was 7:40pm. . My hands trembled and the fingers went complete numb but I was still trying to type out some words on the phone in exchange of texts to a friend (like it was some kind of a ritual that I shouldn't miss, duh!). I waded my way through the chilly air up to the porch of the shop and then the shutter greeted me. Got just one shop in the neighbourhood and that too was closed. Dayumm! I was cursing and despising the shopkeeper who was inside and disliked the face of the shop that was facing me. Stood there for some time but that wasn't helping nor doing me any good. . I needed to buy it very badly! Had to pers...