Backgrounds

Its strange how much life changes overtime...
The people you used to love crazily once fade away into the background...those serene colours melt away and you barely notice their presence in your practical life. Its the people in foreground that capture your time and most of your conscious existence. You, more appropriately, live life for them...even if a part of you has already faded away with the background; you continue to live shallow practical life...
With these fluorescent, unmatched colours
Alien to the pale you within.
So daring to fit in
So inappropriate
So un-okay
So......frustrating, if you think about it.
But you think...
And your thoughts lead you back to where you belong...
To that silence
Serenity
Calm, peaceful conversations
No arguments, only discussions
Smiles, LOLs, tears - tears of joy, dim glistening light...just like when the dawn breaks
Scented breeze, as if you were in a meadow of jasmines and lavenders
The background shines through your imagination...
It overtakes you for a while
You find your tiny piece of heaven there.
You smile
Your smile turns into laughter
And your laughter goes wild
Converting into gush of uncontrollable tears
And you weep,
You weep in silence;
While a part of you mutely screams in agony.
You know its the same people
You wish you could relive the background
But backgrounds are backgrounds
They are meant to fade.
But they only fade,
Never do they disappear.
And in their remote silence,
They stay right there within your sight;
Going unnoticed most of the time
But your subconscious self keeps it right in focus.
And those faded pale colours cast a deep dark shadow on your soul whenever they eclipse your heart.

Snap back to reality.
This deserves gratitude.
This is what has carried me till today.
This is me now
And this is how it was supposed to be.
And Im grateful for this.