Crayons. That's how it looked. It looked like someone had rubbed crayons
all over the entire sky.
I sat there on the grassy stretch, looking out into the skies, the stars twinkling like glassy orbs of enchantment, stretching out over a marble universe. I did not have a home to go back to, no meals to swallow. No pets waiting for me. Occasional trees looming in the distance exchanged secrets among themselves, knowing fully well that I wouldn't go around asking about it. I decided to close my eyes and dream for a bit.
The sky came in the dream, and so did the stars. Only, they were bigger. They flickered like big yellow lamps, hung out in the open expanse, to guide unseen spirits traversing along the galaxies. The occasional clouds curled into strange spirals and floated about gently. I raised my hand and floated upwards, borne by the winds like a secret feather. The crayon sky continued to change around me, clouds turning, swirling, undulating like native snakes, brought out in the rain washed fields. That is when I felt the sharpness on my skin.
There were teeth on my arms. I tried to see them but couldn't. I tried to take my arm away, but the teeth seemed not to budge. The colors started changing now. The black slowly was giving way to a very deep red and the clouds danced, as if under a spell. I shook my head violently, hoping for the teeth to go. The stars shone with a deep fire within, lighting up the sky with renewed fervour.
"Let me go!", I said, and snatched my hand from the stupid mongrel dog. The moon shone in the sky, right among the clouds and blackened skies. The dream was over. I killed some time. The sky still looked the same, as it did the last time. I think I want to go home now.
18 comments:
your writing style has changed, but its sharp as ever :D
i found this bit of trivia interesting when I found it out and maybe you would too..
you remember the song 'starry starry night'? its actually based upon the picture in the prompt you've linked in this post. here's the song, enjoy!:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkvLq0TYiwI
I wish my dreams were as colorful(minus the 'red'). Last night I dreamt i sneaked into my own kitchen at my mumbai home to have sookha bread with litchi jam. FYI, i HATE litchi flavor. Thats how interesting it can get... Sigh!
Jokes apart, such beautifully descriptive writing that one dint need that picture to picture it in the first place! :) Way to go!
Cheers,
Ashen
First, thank you for visiting my blog, and second, wow! This was an awesomely creative, imaginative read! I love writing that takes you into the scene :) Thanks again!
Wow, I love how you write! Nice work :)
Hi,
Liked your writing style... very direct and clear... enjoyed thoroughly.
only thing please avoid addressing the famous painting 'the starry night' by Mr Vincent Van Gogh as a random picture...
M: Thanks for trippin mayur, and thank you for that cool video! do trip by again! :D
Ashen: Oh, you hafta hear one of my dreams...I am plannin to do a short on it...its the spookiest ever!! :D
Adrielle: hey! no problem! Do come by again yes? :)
Cyniqueen: thank you for the compliments...do read around and see if you like somethin!
Rachana: I referred to my exercise as random, and not the picture ofcourse...I am a huge fan of Van Gogh myself and would never do that...sorry if I hurt any sentiments...btw, do come again and see if you like the rest of the stuff!:)
I like random! I like this post!
this painting is Starry Night by Vincent. Its absolutely surreal and so is your writing :-)
I daily wish that the broomstick of my calling, (sort of like how the wand chooses you) will come by my window one night, break it, and fly me away. But even more, I wish I could write like you! Very inspiration blog you have here :)
I was looking forward to a really good piece of writing and then THIS came along.
Saying that it is well written would be an understatement.
What I really like about this piece is that it's so easy to understand. You've done a good job with your words because they create a very good mental picture of what you're talking about, whether it be the protagonist's dreams or the part where he phases from subconsciousness to reality!
A job well done!
Cheers! :)
Haha. I had a funny thought while reading this.
This could be like Realism's answer to the Romantics! Think about it :D
Nikita:Thank you so much!! How have you been?
Raaji: Yes...Workin with this painting is actually making me want to tackle a few more!! :)
Sonia: That is so sweet of you! And I would pray your dream comes true one of these days! :)
Splatters: Thanks for coming back again! I am glad you like it...did you go through earlier works? Anything that you have to say bout em? Do drop a word! :)
Swetha: Weow! I never gave that a thought! :D
Yeah I've seen your work and I did drop a word! I actually changed my name and blog.. I left the comment as 'Shivangi Sud' :)
oh... ok... cool. ya i liked the 'fallen' A L O T. you do have eyes to see things differently :))
Theres so much of dark even in the clours.. splendid!!
most of ur scribes are a thorough delight for the user. keep blogging..:) loved dis one 2
I love the mood, the colours, and the activity that you describe...
I also love how you leave us with the picture of the sky (and blood :D possibly, on your hand)
I love this one the best.
Write on!
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