The longest night of my life

The longest night of my life | Asmita

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It was the night before my last board exam. Time dragged at snail's speed. Those snails were all over in my room. They escaped from my mind and I had a tough time driving them away. I was walking in my room at a rabbit's pace. Afterall, I had to dodge the thought-train. But the moment I reached the end of the room, boom! I hit the thought train. I entered the train half heartedly. It brought loads of unwanted doubts, fears, tears and pain. It was going at a very mediocre speed. Not fast, not slow but enough to torment me. I sat there and watched my burdening past unfold in front of me. It brought down currents that seeped deep into my skin and made me numb. So, I sat and watched destruction. A spectator of my own life. Just a pawn in the game of life. 

Then silence. A death like silence. In a moment, my thought- train got derailed. I was told that some nasty rabbits got in the way. 

I stumbled into a town. Or was it? All the things that I had always resented were put on a slideshow there. It was less of a place but more of a personal hell. My own hell! It was an unending ordeal inflicted on me. No saviour, no exit. Only nightmarish misery. I regretted boarding the thought train. 

And then in a snap, I was back in my room. There were no snails, no rabbits, no train and no town with a slideshow. Just me, the dark and endless waiting. And it dawned upon me that I  would keep waiting. And keep pushing the eternal rock of existence till the end of time. Or was I stuck in a Sisyphian myth? It was cruelest of all time. I have long gone without calling anything cruel but when caged in my personal hell, it agonized me to the core. I couldn't find myself ever again. 

Despite my great escape, the night clung on.