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They say what cannot be seen cannot be felt or understood. Not all of them do, but a few of them plant the tiny seeds of doubt in the depths of your neuron; enough to slow you down and shine the…

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Silo.

If you are at the bottom of the pit, what would you do?

When the darkness has started to suffocate, pinch your heart through nothingness. Nothing were there, nothing would be seen. When you tried to reach here and there, but the air feels heavy on our skin. And, even if you get used to it, what are you reaching for? Your eyes would not be able to see through the thickness of it.

So, what would you do?

And, time would be the essence. It is unlike the absence of light, or the humidity of the air, it would not be there. But, as time ticks, something inside you age. Some inside you would turn tiresome and fragile. Waiting for a flap of a butterfly wings, whistling a tiny wind, to break you to thousand pieces. The only option you have got left is to stand still. Waiting. But, time is the essence, as it ticks you age.

So, what would you do?

As you wait, something inside you will want to go out. As you realised, this time, no one is throwing you a life line. There will be no rope to climb. Nor a gaze of a moonlight. Nor a pair of wings on your back. Nothing. All those things that you depended on would not be there. As you realised, something within screaming to be let out. An anger, a sorrow, a desperation.

So, what would you do?

What would you do if you tried and realised there is no way out?

With the weakness of your legs, you would fall down on your knees. Closing your eyes, and blending in with the darkness, to become one with it. And pour any ounce of hope you have got left, no matter how little. Pour every atom of the hope with a promise to the universe, when all of this done, you will be better. Sow it beneath the grown you have walked upon, and water it with your tears. The go fall a sleep.

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