THE SHIP I NEVER BOARDED 🤍🤍

You might think I am looking at some well-curved female human in some white gown walking down the aisle, not that it’s a bad thing, but you are wrong, because this dark shades on my face ain’t for such occasions. Who wouldn’t wish such a memorable scene anyway. And for the record, I don’t hold it against you for thinking so……. furthermore I’m wearing those uncomfortable garments they force you to put on based on their lame idealistic excuses of “A suit defines a man” and they go ahead to worship the black one!! Crazy, right?!! I’ve wished to believe it but I think I’ll never anyway……back to my gaze

Am not looking, am staring, not the blank-minded kind of staring though. Am observing a beautiful scenario across the wide window of my mother’s living room. The sea is calm and a huge ship is sailing slowly from the shore. The water is paving in a rhythmic manner as the small waves dance uniformly, calmly soothing and reassuring the captain of a safe journey. The weather is still and the breeze is godly nostalgic. The climate in this place is always dear, a symbol of life and love, (something that makes me visit my mother’s house so often) just to reenergize – you know sometimes this life manouvering thing can almost suck your breath out.

That ship has been my company ever since I set my eyes on this world. I have spent most of my ages next to the captain as does a student to their piano teacher. I remember when he had important errands that I couldn’t tag along, business trips and vacations with his jewel woman, I would go on endless adventures and walks with Luna (may that beautiful beast’s soul continue resting in power🤍) just to distract myself. Luna left but at least she bid farewell and I got a chance to touch her mane for the last time. May it be noted that her demise was so untimely.

But this…..this is different. At the back of my mind I knew this day would come but not so soon. Life is unfair in nature; it offers no hints, timings not even can it afford warnings. Just random showers of surprises sprinkled with tears here and there. I was lured and blinded by my wall clock and got used to its ticking everytime I stepped my foot in my living room. Today it didn’t just tick. My clock made a one glance clockwise round then stopped. It happened so fast as if it was in a rush to complete the cycle. At first, I tried to convince myself it’s the battery and recharging would do but this damn thing mocked me. Time is time and illusions become a reality.

It was time for my captain to leave. He did it so calmly as if he had been waiting eagerly for this. He started the ship into the sea and as the big beast balanced on the water, one glance back and waved at me smiling.

So…….am standing here admiring the slow motion of this sailing beast, the harmonious collaboration of the universe, the sky, and the land and all its nature…..all in a melodious hymn escorting a legend back home. I am unable to wave back…… you should understand. Will my ship be this big and strong?? Will it be this Iconic?? Will I fit in those big shoes he’s left behind?? Will I be a good captain?? Will my passengers be safe with me??

Dear Cupid, come join me watch this ship print its legacy on the sea…..and when we see the sun tomorrow, I hope you will start writing my journey, it is now the time I enter your diaries.

And as I always say, “Still/Silent waters run deep.”

I want you to live Child, you ain’t alone Rich, the sea is always listening 🤍🤍