IshRa SS : Their first encounter (completed 17th nov) - Page 11

Originally posted by: AraBearxx

Six Degrees of Separation

That people are linked no matter how unknown they are to each other.

That's what this means to me.

Two strangers who have faced nothing but tears. Heartbreak. Self loathing. And return to nothing but oblivion each passing moment.They meet one morning and change the of the day.

And the parallelism

The heartbreak that lies below the "I-am-doing-fine" facade that they put out for the world to see.

And as I said in the 'continuation' with Raman - the night will fall and the demons will return to haunt.

The demons kept perfectly at bay by so many various encounters .

While the parallelism focuses on how similar yet different their lives are.

Quoting myself because I'm that cool, " He knew sleep would evade him tonight and his demons would escape their cages. It was night fall, the time where his worst nightmares snuck into his reality."

That's what he is . That's what they are.two heartbroken souls in search of escape.

An escape that they never have.

f he has shunned company, she lacks it despite being surrounded by so many people.

He's away from every one and any one he cares about.

And she is taking refuge in a world away from her own. A world unknown to her.

So they take refuge in themselves. Seek company in the people they've learn to not look back at.But they know that they are the only ones they can turn back to.

Because the fact remains that at the end of the day we have no one but ourselves.

And for when they meet. He is the ruthless beast he has transformed into .

And she? She for once isn't a people pleaser .

And despite his remorseful nature in that moment he finds a bit a bit of his lost innocence.

"He couldn't remember the last time when he didn't have the last world."

And to accomplish what seems to be his simple task of self appeasement he does they very thing he has been doing time and again - he surfaces her demons.

Like pulls them back from the back of a closed box at the back of her mind and sets them free.

And as the night falls, they are haunted by each other.

For once instead of being haunted by their demons they haunt each other..

What was it that struck a chord?

Six Degrees of Separation; everyone is interconnected.

Two strangers who meet in a fleeting moment that should have gone unnoticed .

Two strangers hurt beyond repair ,both by love find solace in each other. In reminiscing that seconds worth of tiff .the seconds worth of meet .

And a moment that holds no importance at all ends influencing them.

As they go back to their routines.

Him of drowning in his sorrows so he doesn't have to be sane it sober when the demons come alive .

He doesn't care about perfection or pleasing anyone .

But she does .

She finds herself facing the worst moments in her life - twelve years of relationship lost.

How is Subbu?" She asks herself and then prides herself on not breaking down. A victory .

But a victory that isn't a victory because the heart grows heavy and she find herself begging for a diversion.

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The demons are surfacing and she needs an escape.

And she finds it.

In an incident that should have left her traumatised and thankful for having evaded it.

Instead she finds her asking herself whether she's alive or just breathing.

She doesn't know the answer to.

And instead of focusing on the incident she focuses on the man .

Finding her escape in weaving a perfect future for him, a future that she wants for herself somewhere deep in her heart. A future that should have been here.

He sits in a alone that night, refusing company or any reminder of what what his or could have been his or any chances to have a slip at his past or of what he has lost and left behind.

He feels the demons call and on cue he toasts to himself - a perfect sadist or a coping mechanism to deal with misery .

And as the sirens grow closer and they approach he finds himself losing himself in the mystery that was her.

He weaves for her what he had lost .A perfected version of what should have been his of what he was the rightful victor. The present and life he was cheated out of .

And in a split moment they in their respective places are reminded of reality and it tears apart the perfectly weaved dream begging for a seam of imperfection. And the irony in the fact is that tgey refuse to let imperfection taint their illusion. On how they'd rather see it snap and disappear than to have it tarnished .

"Such sad stories are only meant to be written in the book of your life,"

Two broken people who significantly take refuge in each other. In a moment that was meant to pass and be forgotten.

An insignificant moment that saves them from their demons that night.

The sun will rise and tomorrow would come. But tonight. Tonight was theirs.