This unrelenting rain freezes a part of the earth and the room I live in. It somehow poked my gloominess which was sleeping inside. Now, eyelids have begun to gain weight, melancholy involuntarily seeped in; in the momentary trance, I'm reduced to an unresponsive mass of breathing flesh. I weightlessly travel back to the memories of a cold day torn into bits and parts of love, longing and separation. Choking inside the pain of my spasmodic sobs, I try to unlearn love, disown whom I love. But, I fail, as same as the pouring rain fails to freeze my tears which is gaining weight at the tip of my eyelids.
