Pensive sadness is not what he would have called his state of
mind. Sadness always suggest a cause. But in his case it’s deeper. The metaphor
about a stagnant ship in the middle of the Atlantic somehow didn’t exactly reflects
the pensive sadness that has been all over him in these times.
He was having endless supply of pensive thoughts but the Irritation
in his eye was distracting him. He finally gathered courage to walk over to the mirror and looked at himself. He
avoided looking at all of his face and so moved closer to the mirror to focus
on his eye. The problem was quite prevalent, a single eye - lash lost its
position and was irritating his eye instead. He carefully pulled it aside. The
escaped eye – lash now calmly lay on his finger. Just then he recollected, though
it’s silly but why deny opportunity of hope? So he closed his eyes, wished, and
opened his eyes to look at the tiny eye – lash and softly blew at it. It didn’t
moved. He was about to harder when he recollected that eye – lash is supposed
to be blown from palm for the wish to come true.
Slightly relived. He placed it on his palm and repeated the
activity again. Then he blew at it hoping the magic to happen. But again it
didn’t budge. He blewed harder and harder and every attempt increased his
anger. After 10 attempts, he was dejected with the whole process and shook his
hand to escape from the vicious betrayer. But the eye lash still didn’t left
his hand. Finally he threw up his hands in anger and walked off
Apparently, it isn't so easy to regain hope ... ;)
