Insomnia A Love Tale

"Beep" that’s my message tone. Its 3 am. One of dearest friend has replied to my msg. Why did I message him at 3 am, because I am unable to get any sleep. Luckily my friend replies to my message.

Next night its 2 am. I forward yesterday's same message once more "Asleep?".And send it to my friends. This time my phone doesn't beep and silence prevails.It’s been two days and I have not been able get any kind of sleep. I have tired dozens for things so that I will be able to sleep, read book, meditate, watch television, count numbers to name few however nothing has helped. Doctor said there is nothing wrong with me and I just need so relax my mind made no sense to me. He further added in fact the more hard I try to sleep more sleep will run far away from me said the doctor.

Seven am next morning, “ding dong” that’s my door bell just has I am about to get some sleep it woke me up. It’s the milk man. I call in office to say I won’t be coming today. I head back towards my bed trying to get much needed sleep. However sleep is gone far away.What started some sleepless hours now has turned into days into weeks. It’s been a three weeks a since I have not been able to sleep. This means my body has not rested for nearly 500 hours. And as I do some soul searching I am finding it difficult not only to sleep but also to do my daily activity there is lack of energy.

While doing some research of sleep deprivation I come across an article, “Insomnia a love Tale”. In which the author suggested that many people who are unable to sleep/ sleep deprived suffer form this disease because they don’t like the night life. The author also suggested that if you want to sleep then embrace the night. Embrace its beauty embrace its silence.

So after trying like dozen of dozen of things I decided to try what author “Insomnia a love tale” had suggested. I decided to embrace night life. So that night I dint try to sleep I just gave up I took a walk in my building compound around 2 am made some coffee. Tranquility prevailed. There was something about the eerie silence that compelled me. May be an occasional sound here and there and a periodic ticking of time but nonetheless it was serene. The world lays in deep slumber with shadows guarding the moon and all that is hidden under it. I hope this moment does not pass because I am at peace. I don't want to attract attention. I am me. Enjoying this night. Loving the silence. Why didn't I ever hear it before? Maybe I was trying too hard to sleep. The noise in my head just didn't allow me to hear the song the night was singing. I thought how about reading something?? Hmm what do I read?? I went to my book shelf and picked a copy of Geetanjali my favorite poems .I started to browse poems I had read umpteen times...Somehow those poems seemed new to me... Why??  I didn't try to search for any answers I just wanted to live in that moment wanting to revere those poems. And that is what I did. 

And then next morning I slept. With a smile of my face, behind wonderfully memories of last night.

One Happy Cloud

It was another beautiful day and just like always he was smiling broadly. Sun rays falling on him made him look more pleasant than ever. All newspaper’s had his photo flashed on their front page.  On lookers would smile at him and he would love to smile back at them. Some called him photographers delight. Seven was the most beautiful cloud one would ever get to see. Some even rumored that seven had magical powers one look at seven and all your wishes would come true. Seven had managed to always bring a smile on peoples face. Soon the word spread about Seven and people from everywhere came to see him. Photographers traveled form far to take a snap of him.

However one day Seven disappeared from sky all of a sudden.  Shortly after the disappearance of Seven another cloud named Punch was seen in the sky. People where happy to see this new could he was larger more beautiful had a very enticing smile. Talks about Punch also spread across the city, people came from all over to see him and take picture of him.

People had forgotten about Seven. But questions remained as to where seven was gone.  Only if people had keenly observed they would have been able to see Seven as well. Seven was not gone anywhere he was there, it was Punch who had managed to grab attention of people with his flamboyance. Seven of course was not happy with all the due attention that Punch was getting. Seven’s friend suggested him to do something about Punch. But Seven ignored them. Seven though had his own rationales Seven did not want to fight with Punch. Seven was happy just being a cloud and all he wanted to do was bring a smile on people’s face rest didn’t matter to him. He simply said that, “I don’t want to be part of this cat race it’s not worth to lose your peace and gain something”.

All of sudden there was chaos up in the sky cloud Punch was now challenged by a new cloud Tornado .Tornado  was a rebel ambitious cloud just like Punch and both wanted to be in limelight. They fought a ferocious battle; people from the earth were confused to what was going in the sky. Many feared the end was near and mother earth would no longer exist on the map of universe. Soon the news reached a senior cloud that was responsible for the management of clouds. Both Punch and Tornado were summoned and both were sent to  desolated places where there was no one to appreciate their beauty. With both Tornado and Punch being sent far. One cloud who was hiding form everyone’s eye was still there smiling and trying to spread happiness. Yes he too had a reason to be happy now.