A walk on the beach

I saw all the lonely people walking with people who they might have known.

I saw couples; cuddling; kissing& holding hands

I saw a few stars.

I was jogging and I felt thirsty.

A prostitute approaced me: "Aye Hero! Mazaa karna hai kya?"

I said: "Sorry Yaar"

And walked on; silent, lost and tired.

After a while, I closed my eyes, faced the ocean and heard the waves.

It sounds dramatic, but I could actually hear the waves and not much else.

I died that night.

It was very silent and painful.

It was more like a thud.

All of a sudden all was hollow.

There was nobody around me.

There was nothing concrete to be done.

I was not tired anymore.

I was not hungry; nor did I have a craving for a certain taste.

I sat; and I felt like crying.

All of a sudden I had nothing.

I was drifting in the air and could see my lifeless body before my eyes.

My eyes were bloody and wide open.

As if in shock.

I died that night & I saw myself.

It was actually a thud.

I know I am reiterating but there is no other way to express it.

The ground was no longer there.

Nor was there a sky.

Nor was there a vision.

Nor was there any love.

No family either.

No friends.

No sleep, no food, no recreation.

It felt meaningless.

I woke up from death the next morning.
And felt a rush of energy - the kind that is not evident physically.
That is when I realised.
Yesterday was Death.
Yesterday was Anand.