Everyone was happy. Everyone was sad. Everyone was overjoyed. Everyone was angry. Everyone was frivolous.
Well, I am being inquisitive about Everyone. It seems as if I want to know what Everyone is doing in Everyone's life. As I guided myself from a nuance to a veteran, I saw a change in Everyone's faces.
Innocence and love.
Last I saw this on the face of my love. It was a sunday evening, yet Everyone was busy. Streets,roads and boulevards were filled with Everyone. I confined myself in a stolid corner of the road. I was looking at the only innocent face in that crowd of Everyone. Unknowingly, my "look" changed into "stare" and gradually into "ogle". I cared not to question myself on my penitence. I didn't want to expiate for that. I ogled at her in a sophisticated way. I bet even Adam can't do it: the way I progressed my look.
Everyone was different from her. Indeed, she was different from Everyone. She was standing distinguished among Everyone. She had those emotions which Everyone lacked: Innocence and Love. She was greedy for love. There was no dearth of beauty in her. She had wore flawless body. Her spirit was purely exonerated. She was tender. She was fragile. She was a momentary pleasure. Yet, very strong. She was my love.
She looked at me in search of love. But, suddenly I realised I was a part of Everyone. As she discovered my identity, sadness engulfed her bright face. She moved ahead in search of a man.
The darkness was ensconcing Everyone in its shallowness. There were only silhouettes of Everyone walking down thw road. The night was calm.
The calmness of the night gave me a new potential, a mighty power. I will rise against the Sun. I will fill the shadows with umpteen cause to rise and beat the silhouettes. I will love my Love. I will be a MAN.
