Pink Floyd - Eclipse

My heart beat in tandem to their music. I was drunk on a curious mixture of 2 parts medium-dry sherry, 1 part white rum, 1 part French brandy and 1 part banana juice, which turned out to be surprisingly good. PF played on in the background. Their lyrics slid down a page of my autobiography. Pompeii, Earl’s Court and Hyde Park. Different locations. Different eras. Different moods. An influence of the past spilled over into the present. Writhing lasers pierced the smoky ambience. Multiple hands clasped together. Shadows ran together. Lights pooled in the center. I was part of the huge crowd. One with everyone. Drums and bass. The guitar solo pushed through the dense light, thrilled the heart and stilled the mind. I learnt to fly and came back to life.

We were together in the night. Yellow was our color. On the road we lay, counting the craters on the dark side of the moon. Vehicles rushed past us in the background. It was in the middle of the night. The culvert was dry, filled with dead leaves. She laughed at my silly jokes and naiveté. The brightest moon in a century shone in her eyes.

Towards dawn we walked to the lake. The trees shook as if with laughter. The ripples on the water talked in concentric circles. The peacocks were out in full force. The air was laced with the wet smell of rain. A sudden breeze sprang up and rushed through our hair. We stood on the bank. We were lost for words.

‘Forever’ is such a strange word. It held so much meaning then. Now it is the remnant of a past that meant something once. Words float. Random images flash. The yellow of the neon on the bridge over two roads. The drizzle visible only through the passing headlights of cars. The looming tower silhouetted against the spot light.

Who should we blame? The father who beat her mother? The friend who cheated on her? The sister who stole her boyfriend? Drops of condensed water drift down. The clouds huddle in random groups. Everything is tinged blue. The evening is windy and damp. It reminds me of the monsoon back on campus. Everything green and clean.

Tonight we will sleep in peace. All the empty slots are finally full.