Inside...!

'How are you', she asked and there was no answer. He was silent at times when he was deeply suck in his world of thoughts that was his own, no one evaded and none entered. She probably asked few more questions, even interrogated may be. He knew that but just subconsciously. And chose to be mute. His being non reactive had upset her all the more and like always she had left the room much before he had realized.

A simple question as simple as 'How are you' whose answer does not even matter to the 98.96% of people who ask, would give way to a serious research in his inner world and make him detach himself from everything external to it. 'How am I' he had asked in turn. 'I'm probably good', 'Wait a minute, I'm not doing so good either.' 'Why? What is it that's really going wrong and why can't I just say I'm good? Is it so difficult to feel good and admit it?'

'Until an hour ago, I was happy and some question of uncertainty gave rise to another and caught me dragging into the whirlpool until I had no point of return and all answers got rejected. Some questions serve no good, instead spoil all happiness. Just when I had come out of my world wide web of thoughts she threw me back into it asking 'how are you'

He got up from his seat and went looking for her. She was somewhere outside and did not come inside his web. 'Inside here, you're different. You are what I think, I believe and I create. Out there you're yourself and that's not the 'you' I see or wish to believe'. 


He looked and smiled at her. She did not say anything, came close, looked in his eyes, deep down and mesmerized, hypnotized, stared for long.

'May I come in? ' she asked, 'Yes' she said from inside...