Lump in the throat

There is a lump in the throat. Queasy. Heavy. Uneasy. The unease pervades all through the body. Specially, the mind. A strong disgust brews. But logic warns. Why disgust? And the mind melts….why disgust? Opportunist, the heart avails this feeling to return again…again to what hurts it….it clings on…or at least waits to cling on…that nasty disgust-hatred-love-displeasure-disappointment feeling lingers. A queer sensation pervades. You know that you can be beyond all this nausea. All you need is clarity. BUT! But, when is that clarity to dawn? When will it wean me from this ugliness? When will I shred my “love”? Its high time you know. Still you linger…procrastinate…make yourself another Hamlet…(only to fall never to rise again?)… you wait, wait, wait for something to happen. And nothing happens. Nobody comes. Nobody goes. You know you are waiting for Godot.

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