Saturday, January 10, 2009

THE HEIGHTS

THEY SAY – WHEN A PERSON FINDS THEMSELVES DRAWN TO HEIGHTS - IT IS THEIR KARMA CALLING OUT TO THEM – THE GREATNESS THEY ARE MEANT TO ACHIEVE BECKONING THEM. THEY SAY THAT SOMETIMES IT IS THE REALIZATION OF ONES OWN ABSOLUTE THAT DRAWS THEM TO HEIGHTS – THE URGE TO DOMINATE ALSO GETS ONE ATTRACTED TO HEIGHTS .LOSS OF PEACE OF MIND FORCES ONE INTO THE ARMS OF THE SPEEDING RUSH OF AIR FELT AT HEIGHTS – THE NEED TO BE OVERBEARING PLACES ONE AT HIGH POINTS – FRENZIED AMBITION-MET OR DESTROYED TAKES ONE TO HEIGHTS - DRUGGED CONSCIENCE AND DIMMED SENSES UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF GREAT PASSIONS ( LIKE SUCCESS , HAPPINESS,GOOD SEX) OR HEAVY INFLUENCE OF ALCOHOL – ALL TRANSPORT US TO THE SAME PLACE- “ON A HIGH”. SO THEN WHY WAS SIERRA MILLERS SPOTTED ON THAT BUILDING EVERYDAY??

SHE STOOD AN INCH FROM THE LEDGE OF THE ROOF – A GENTLE TUG OF A STRONG WIND WOULD KNOCK HER DOWN THE ROOF . SO DID SHE FEEL THE PAINFUL EXCITEMENT?? OR THE NAUSEATING FEAR?? DID SHE STAND THERE TO DWARF THE CITY LIGHTS OR TO FEEL AS VULNERABLE AS THE PIECE OF CLOTH BEING WHIPPED AROUND HER LEGS? I TRY TO MAKE OUT THE EXPRESSION ON HER FACE – BUT IT IS NOT ONE I CAN DISCERN. SHE SEEMS SO WEAK, SO VULNERABLE YET SO BRAVE – I AM AFRAID TO KNOW WHY' SHE COMES HERE FOR I KNOW THAT SHE WILL COME HERE ONLY TILL SHE HAS’NT FIGURED OUT THAT "WHY". I WANT TO ASK HER WHAT IT IS THAT SHE FINDS HERE? BUT I WOULD NEVER KNOW FOR I’LL NEVER ASK.

SHE STOOD SO STILL THAT IT BROKE MY HEART WHEN SHE LIFTED HER HAND TO COMB BACK A STRAY LOCK OF HAIR. I FELT THE WIND AROUND US , WHICH RESOLUTELY REFUSED TO WRAP AROUND ME THE WAY IT LITHELY ENCASED HER BODY.

AFTER FIFTEEN MINUTES, SHE TUrNED AND LEFT. THE WIND AROUND HER HOWLED AS IT FELT THE SOURCE OF ITS WARMTH RETIRE TO UNKNOWN DEPTHS WHERE ITS HEIGHT WOULD NEVER ALLOW IT TO DESCEND. I WATCHED HER TILL SHE REACHED THE STAIRS – THEN I REFUSED TO SPARE A GLANCE HER WAY .IT WAS TOO PAINFUL TO BE REMINDED OF ALL THE THINGS BENEATH MY LEVEL WHICH TOUCHED HER. THE WIND WHICH HAD FELT SO WARM – BIT INTO MY SKIN- HOLDING ME BACK WHERE I STOOD – RESOLUTELY FIXED.


SHE CAME BACK NEXT DAY LOOKING PRETTIER THAN USUAL. SHE STOOD THERE CALLING OUT MY NAME , SHE SCREAMED , WRITHING IN THE EFFORT- SHE LOOKED SO SPENT THAT HER BEAUTY BECAME AN EYE SORE – THEN I SAW IN HER EYES SOMETHING WHICH I HAD COME TO UNDERSTAND VERY WELL – A SENSE OF HOPELESSNESS AND BLAND FURY . SHE REACHED OUT FOR ME – HER FINGERS CLUTCHING EMPTY AIR .THE WIND BLEW ON , CIRCLING HER SMALL FRAME . AS SHE STEPPED ONTO THE LEDGE OF THE ROOF – I REALISED WHY SHE HAD COME HERE EVERY NIGHT – SHE CAME HERE TO FIND ME , WHO WAS LOST IN HER.SHE JUMPED DOWN THE ROOF – THE HEIGHTS THROWING HER WHERE SHE BELONGED – THE GROUND .

I HAVE NEVER UNDERSTOOD WHY PEOPLE COME TO ME – DO I EPITOMISE THEIR GREATNESS OR AM I A PLACE THEY CHOOSE TO SCORN THEIR EXISTENCE ? AM I CELEBRATION POINT OR A POINT MARKING AN END TO LIVES WHO TAKE THE PLUNGE TO UNKNOWN DEPTHS ?

THEY SAY – PEOPLE AT HEIGHTS ARE ALONE- THEY WILL NEVER KNOW THAT HEIGHTS ARE BETTER FRIENDS THAN A CLUMP OF SHALLOW , SPENT AND CONSUMED HUMANITY. I AM HEIGHT – PROUD AND ARROGANT- PLANNED TO BE SO BY SIERRA MILLERS . I HAVE BEEN IN LOVE WITH HER EVER SINCE THE FIRST BRICK OF MY FOUNDATION WAS LAID – AND ALL THORUGH THE TIME SHE RAISED ME FROM THE GROUNDS TO THIS HEIGHT- WHICH SHE COULD NOT REACH.

FOR THE FIRST TIME , SINCE SHE STARTED COMING HERE , I LOOK DOWN – AND SEE HER BLEEDING . I PITY HER – THE PART OF ME IN HER WHICH SHE NEVER REALISED. SIERRA MILLERS CAME TO ME TO FIND THE HEIGHT WHICH SHE COULD HAVE REACHED . I SAW HER STRUGGLING , NEVER REALISING THAT MY HEIGHT WAS HERS.AS SHE LIES ON THE GROUND TODAY – I FEEL CALM . MAYBE MY PURPOSE IS TO MAKE PEOPLE REALISE THAT PEACE LIES WHERE THEY COME FROM.

THE HEIGHTS , I LEARNT CANNOT FALL IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE , NOR BEFRIEND SOMEONE TILL THEY REALISE THE HEIGHT IN THEM.
THEY SAY – PEOPLE AT HEIGHTS ARE ALONE. THEY WILL NEVER KNOW HOW LONELY HEIGHTS ARE…….


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THIS IS THE MOST RANDOM AND ABSTRACT PIECE IV EVER WRITTEN. I STARTED OUT FEELING THAT IT WOULD BE REALLY HORRIBLE.NOW THAT I AM DONE , I ACTUALLY REALISE THE BEAUTY OF THIS SEEMINGLY WEIRD PIECE.
A TRIBUTE TO THE HEIGHT, TO THE GREATNESS IN YOU . GO AHEAD AND ACHIEVE IT !!!

27 comments :

Nishant......ya thats me!!! said...

ok this is perhaps the most beautiful work you have written devika.... the fact that it is so abstract... yet so meaningful makes it so beautiful... the first para is especially beautiful... and i guess it is one of those things which you read again and again... and find something new everytime... awesome yaar.... srsly....

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...
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Siddhant said...

ok .... this is so random ..... totally my type ........

i dont know why certain people always have death in their stories (including me) .... is 'end' so fascinating?

this sierra millers craved so much for heights (in every sense of the word) .... she left the heights only for death ... or was she drunk ...

"EVERY NIGHT – SHE CAME HERE TO FIND ME , WHO WAS LOST IN HER."

ye to bhaukaali line hai ....

"HEIGHTS ARE BETTER FRIENDS THAN A CLUMP OF SHALLOW , SPENT AND CONSUMED HUMANITY."
see .... soul-less things are easier to love ..... or do heights have a soul .... well this piece has surely given 'heights' a soul .....

personally i find heights arrogant ..... like depths more ... perhaps thats obvious because i am guy :p

badhiya hai yaar ...... it is random yet it has integrity.

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

na she was'nt drunk .....
tumne hi kya apna ye comment delete maara hain be ??

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

btw i will kill u
she didnt luv sumthing soulless
it was a virtue sumthing abstract

hey bhagwan u just killed my story
had hain
i wld hav expected it from nishant but not from u yaara

lol lol lol

Siddhant said...

oye yaarni......
"see .... soul-less things are easier to love ..... or do heights have a soul .... well this piece has surely given 'heights' a soul ..... "

that was a way to say, you have managed to give 'height' life to a certain extent ... complement type tha .... .

and soul-less things waala part was in reference to what i said once ......

ab dekho tumhaare charecters to are always brilliant ....same it is with sierra and 'height' ....

but i liked 'dawn' more.... this something totally different tried still it has you in it .... but in parts. ....

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

it has me in parts????

wow lol

dnt compare the works yar
dawn to alag hi thi
conceptually bahut strong thi
this is sumthing really emotional

but yeah i agree

ye bahut mast hain
lol
i am so self possessed

Siddhant said...

ok ... i should rather say it has a part of you in parts ... hehe

Udita said...

okay devika seriously this was REALLY good...but i dont understand why do you wanna waste your time by doing whatever is it that you wanna do after 12th...i guess you should do something where you can write...i mean thats where you belong girl!!

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

eeeeeeeeeeeeee

i luv u female!!!

Shefali Pathak said...

wow...in a sense so serene...talking about being suicidal in such a calm manner..wow....first i thought the girl was reaching out to god..i realised that though abstract, its beauty lies in the fact that everyone somewhere though never been in a situation like this, can perfectly relate to it ! wow man ! seriously ! awwsuummm !! definitely ur best work ever !
muah

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

blush blush ..........

Nikita Pandey said...

now this is amazingly creepy..while reading it..i cud actually feel it..you really connect to it...nec which way...im glad modesty isnt ur virtue coz with skills like dat..i wudnt be want to be modest...reallly blowing someone's mind material...

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

thnx...........................
a tonne guys

Shefali Pathak said...

hey -- changed my blog to new---day.blogspot.com

sami in chains said...

thanks for the comment... appreciate that.

You write well... stay creative!

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

thanx a tonne
coming from you it means a lot

Sanjukta said...

abstract totally but appealin at de same tym ...aftr readin al de posts in dis blog,cn understnd why u said dis 1 is close 2 ur hrt

cnt imagine ne1 not getin moved by de stories here..kip it up,deevika
proud of u
muuuaaah >:D<

P.S: hope u cum up wid more stories soon!dnt disappoint me..'ll b kipin track of dis page :)

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

i will try...

thnx a tonne gal !!

Siddhant said...

http://www.aynrand.org/site/PageServer?pagename=education_contests_atlas

paise kamao ....

LAN said...
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LAN said...

wow!! awesome; i like your writing style; i read lot of non-fiction; this one is cool too!!
i don't know why you write with caps??
but i think it will be very good if you write normally; again it is just a suggestion!! :) :)
i read only one blog; it is gripping; budding writer in the making!! :)

Anant~aka~Snarl said...

hey!
yarr gmail isnt working...i wonder if its hacked or something....check out my blog...i posted the continued thread there...

Anant~aka~Snarl said...

and heck!
I re-read this one...man!
This is like....ULTIMATE!

I think i wasnt paying much attention the last time...my loss anyways..

good one, photogenic biatch!

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

thnx
lan
thnx anant

Mon Espace said...

hey first time here...nice write up! My kinda stuff... :)

-Cheers!!

PHOTOGENIC DEVIL said...

i love you my story :)
you always make me feel so smart and brilliant , and even though , i know i am not the best, not even close to being very good, you always make me feel, i was good.

p.s. i miss writing this blog, i wish , i was still the wanna be moribid i was, i could write, decent stories then.