The Uncanny Encounter

The reflecting blue sky once adorned with moon and the twinkling stars in the astounded darkness and mirroring white wobbly picturesque clouds in the daylight morning is nowadays ruefully coloured in the dark greyness blackening out all the mind freshening scenes, filling hearts with pessimistic whip of air itchingly coming out in front of us in the form of tears.

Contemplating on the reasons of such an uncouth encounter with the nature I zoned out in the nostalgic times when the early mornings and the starry nights used to be the soothing waking bells and sleeping lullabies. When the sound of sparrows used to be a music to the ears and the street cows and dogs used to live in a synchronous harmony with the humanity. The history when turned into my personal present, I did not got the inkling until my sense of smell was disastrously hit by a sudden gush of a foul odour rustelling my wholesome to the realities of the modernity of the world. The odour unbearable came on with the strong wind indicating the heart wrenching telltale of the unmute but muted living of the Earth; the stories of the lives whose cries are being turned opaque, sound suppressed in the huge show of luxuries and subdued under the farce of the utmost comfort to the humans.

But the nature's law is the utmost law. Then how the act of snatching a life avariciously be hidden. How the energy released by the muted cries of the uninterpretable be suppressed. It will come out in some form or the other as the nature's justice is infallible and so it struck to me and I understood that the greyness in the sky is the unbounded grieve of the nature's non- humane forms. The odour is the pessimistic curse of the special gifts of the God. The moon and the the stars denying their presence in the kingdom of human, in their utmost courtesy is their way to show their anger towards the highest form of living on the Earth.

The anger is mixed with the emotions of shock at the utter cruelty of humanity and the shear misuse of the intelligence and wisdom gifted to human by the nature with utmost love and trust. The destructive emotions are piling up with the continuous attack on the pristine trust. The lava gradually flowing forming a claustrophobic clout, at a point of time will blast engulfing the human in its sheath permanently silencing the humanity giving way to a new form of life, the new development.