I have been out in the cold for far too long,
I cannot even feel the cold anymore. It seems like anything that can chill me
now is perhaps warm air, as the chilly breeze-that is getting colder every
minute- is having no apparent effect. Rather it's like a drug that is slowly
working itself into my bloodstream, not hurting me except that I can't feel my
toes and finger any more. I can't hear much either as everything is reduced to
a hum that is slowly lulling me into a trance. Far off at the edge of my vision
the lights blink in contrast and somehow they beautifully synchronize with the
beat of the hum in my ears. Unconsciously my foot starts tapping along to the
perfect scenery of blinking lights in the dark horizon. I sit there for what
seems like an eternity fighting the urge to get up and shout aloud. My senses
however refuse to obey the commands my brain keeps sending and I sit as if
drunk staring at the lights, tapping…singing. My spirits are high but my mind
numb, my body moves yet I feel naught. I want to trace the sky and leap for the
hazy clouds. I spin around in circles giving ecstatic shouts, I want to glide
down rainbows and more, all before this crazed fever runs cold, till then I want
to let go…
-Momina.
