💌 Dear Ruksi 💌
Sometimes, when I sit and start thinking, the idea of time passing by crosses my mind. It scares me every time. Time always seems so powerful, it flees fast and someday it'll even meet its quietus and bring me to mine. I imagine time as a pretty woman wearing a red dress. When I feel like this, she would sit next to me, and she'd stare at me with her gentle eyes and her neverending invigorating smile. I'd make a fool of her and beg her to go, but she never stops smiling. Whatevers I'd say, she'd win. Then, when she had enough of this, she'd leave, and all the fear would go away from me.
It is terrifying, and yet so fascinating.
I'd beg her to come back, and she'd win even more.
🔹Obscure Emotion: When you experience the power, mystery and crunch of time. 🔹