UNSPOKEN FEELINGS

PROLOGUE

The sky hung heavy with dark clouds, even as the evening drew near, a time when the horizon should have been bathed in an orange glow. Instead, the air was thick with a cool breeze that invited a sense of coziness, as if nature itself was preparing for the evening’s quiet embrace. Inside, the office buzzed with the hum of work – meetings, phone calls, and the rhythmic typing of keys. Yet, amidst the whirlwind of daily tasks, I felt the weight of exhaustion pressing down on me, urging me to step away, if only for a moment.
I made my way to the office terrace, eager for some fresh air. The cool wind greeted me as I stepped outside, its touch like a balm to my tired mind. I stood there, silent, my gaze fixed on the turbulent sky. It was as if the air around me whispered a message, a familiar comfort, carrying me back in time. The breeze reminded me of moments long past, of journeys to Kerala that had etched themselves into my heart like a permanent ink stain. The memories flooded my mind, chapters of my life that I never wanted to forget, each one cherished in its own way.
As I stood there, lost in thought, the sky seemed to share in my introspection. A light drizzle began, delicate drops of rain falling softly onto the earth. The trees soaked in the moisture, their leaves glistening. The rain grew heavier, and soon it felt as if the sky itself had let go of its own hidden emotions. The downpour was no longer gentle; it was a release, a burst of feeling that seemed to mirror the storm brewing in my heart. I felt the rain drenching me, as if the clouds and I were one—both carrying the weight of emotions we couldn’t quite contain.
It struck me then—Mother Nature, in all her glory, had done her best to conceal her feelings. But eventually, the clouds had no choice but to release them. The rain became the vessel for all that had been kept hidden for so long. I stood there, drenched, caught between the heavens and earth, caught between my own feelings of longing and sorrow. It made me realize something: how often do we hide our own emotions, suppressing them until they are too much to bear?
In that moment, I longed to let go, to release everything I had been holding inside. But despite the intensity of my feelings, the words wouldn’t come. I felt like the clouds—holding on to my emotions until, like them, I too would burst. Yet, I remained silent, trapped by my own inability to express what had been building inside me for so long.