I woke up early this morning.
Didn't even remember what happened last night.
With the first cup of coffee as early as at 6.45am and a few bitter cigarettes, I started working. I started doing all the readings, the inspections, the calculations. Mathematics, conceptual engineering, philosophies, sciences, in pursuit of dreams.
Didn't even notice the sun rose.
Didn't even notice the sunset either.
Cloaked from everything, from the surrounding. Nothing else mattered. Nothing ever did. More coffee. More cigarettes. More thinking. In my mind was empty. Entire numbness. I was a robot. I was a machine. Numbers danced on changing empty papers. My eyes weren't alive anymore.
Bohr. Einstein. Planck. Eddington. Basu. Vijay.
The barrier of mind limits were broken.
I didn't want to feel. I didn't want to heal. I just wanted to remember. And be remembered.
I'm happier this way.
The clock is now showing 9.00pm.
And my hands are still scribbling.
Happiness. Would you stay longer?
Because all we wanted was just a bit more.