An attempt to unweird stuff

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 I am feeling a little nauseous today. Went for a rickshaw ride after a workout. The world just felt very sinlike...all smokes and mirrors. And it felt as if everybody's faces were gnawed flesh and the more their faces were rotting, the brighter their masks were.

I cannot explain this...but I feel a certain hollowness in my soul...that we are collectively scraping the bottom of a barrel. 

I don't like this mood. Don't like it at all. So I will write about a couple of cheery things.

There was once a sweet little buttercup called Maafi. It grew by a school that was so dilapidated that children came there to play with snakes. Maafi had a ton of friends. Children loved the little buttercup because of its bright yellow petals and its shy and stubborn hope with which it bloomed everyday. When the snakes were put to race, Maafi would be at the very end of the stretch, swaying like a cheerleader who also doubled up as a finish line.

One day, out of nowhere, the world started frosting over. Sparkly sheets of ice started covering everything. The slide looked like it was coated with crushed cold diamonds. The snakes seemed to be crusted with crystals. But something strange happened with Maafi. A sturdy block of ice had become a bell jar and covered the happy, yellow flower.

Some fifty million years later, it would be said that the world began again with the help of something soft, warm, and yellow. 


Comments

Anonymous said…
I promise I tried hard to not comment, but the whole vibe of this piece along with the fact that you chose buttercup as the subject presented just too good of an opportunity for me to pass up and not say "Suck it up, buttercup." If there ever was a place to use that slang, this is it!

https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=suck%20it%20up%20buttercup

Kudos if this was intentionally, even if subliminally invited. Or really serendipitous if you just happened to go with buttercup as the flower for no apparent reason.
10:35 PM
Mukta Raut said…
Nope. Not intentional.
1:53 AM
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