....is all urs

i reside in the 5th heaven today...i wonder how a few syllables can literally push one up there, where one has a hollow feeling in his stomach,heart(if there)is sinking amidst an unglorious,subdued celebration yet pining for a miracle to happen-i laugh at you(as i can't with you..) even as i vow not to pity myself as the brilliant flash of indifference engulfs me, comforting me-telling me that the world still will go round tomorrow,n that 7th heaven would be mine someday...the wind whispers words of encouragement even as the 8-month old cousin chuckles out,as though ridiculing his broke elder; n then arrives the angel the sheer presence of whom inspires a plethora of happy memories n more never-to-be dreams..she drags me to the 6th heaven,as if to make amends but a few moments later,dissapointed as ever she bids goodbye n flies away to an unknown land where i could never set foot,which i could never conquer..n quite like an anticlimax i descend to the 2nd heaven,fearless,hopeful of recovery but no longer of a miracle i reminisce the numerous moments worth recollecting..i look heavenwards n beesech Him, 'O lord can i too grow wings-can i please fly too?'

this is not a piece of a drama.