Deafening myself

I slammed my bedroom door with a thud deafening myself to the conversation going outside in the living room. I switch on the television and turn up the volume to make others believe that I am occupied. Putting off the lights of my bedroom I subside to a calmer corner, the gallery in my room. I callously throw a bean bag to a corner, slump on it and yet again make myself oblivious to the loud television.

The only thing that boosts my energy is the soothing wind blowing after the tormenting rain and thunder. Everything seems calm now, hiding the gone pandemics. What’s gone is gone, why bother oneself with it?

There in the dark corner of the patio with shadows of light from my room and a little disturbing noise from the television, I sat motionless, closed my eyes, sighed heavily and went on to plan my next day. I didn’t even realise when I drifted into sleep, when it was already the next day, the scorching sun was shining on my teary face and the bean bag was desperately waiting to be released of my heavy weight.

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39 thoughts on “Deafening myself”

      1. Also like that? Like what?
        Please elaborate
        And yes I have the very same motto. I keep myself busy with anything that comes my way. Something or the other has to be done, if nothing I rad, if bored then I take out all my books from the book shelf and clean them out, air them, and after that I go out on a date with one of them to a coffee house. πŸ˜€ But God, something has to be there apart from the mundane stuff, or else my mind is always ready to overtime.

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    1. Hey dear, Thanks for the warm comment.
      I honestly appreciate it.
      But just as the sun cannot be hidden for long so cannot my excited and upbeat self. I am all okay and good to go. Things haven’t changed overnight but my strength has, and I ma good to handle them. πŸ™‚

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