Imaginary pulao

"May I have your attention, please? 1-3-1-4-2 Teesta Torsa express is arriving shortly on platform no.2" the lady's announcement didn't even bother me a little. I didn't move and continued brooding like I was doing for the past few hours. My elbow resting on my thigh, and my head dug into my hands, my back slowly started to pain as I am bowing for so long. I really don't care about the time at this moment, I just want to stay in this position till I breathe my last breath. I was gripped by the feeling of hopelessness. The depression I was suffering from is on another level. It felt like I can't even face the light but yet I came here to the railway station all by myself facing every single ray of light on my way. I wanted to cry aloud but just then I hear a group of voices 'Nah! Boys don't cry.' I want to yell at them 'We too have feelings!!!' but I could only imagine yelling this to anyone because there is literally no one around me at...

  In search of a peaceful place, in search of paradise, I came too far into the dales I didn't even realised. I looked up at the sky filled with dusky clouds, The screaming words inside wanted to be heard loud. The aching heart can hold the pain no more, I observed the clouds up there they were also about to pour. I felt a warm drop trailing it's path down my cheek, A drop of cold water from above made me go weak. Unable to hold back it's own insecurities and fears , The cloud also burst, pouring down it's heavy tears. Staring at nothing and feeling so lost, trying to deal with a pain so unreal, I stood there watching at the en d less sky thoroughly drenched with heavy tears. [AN:Do leave a comment if you like it🥰♥️]