Light for the Slow Learner

The day before, in the quiescence of the early morning, I was showering with Dido's "White Flag" playing on my phone. Despite my drowsiness, the caress of the warm waters slowly sharpened my senses as I became keenly aware of the attention I paid the lyrics. If you know me, I am never in the habit of listening to lyrics and more often than not, find it hard to catch what is being sung-- so you can guess "Don't Forget Your Lyrics" would probably trash me utterly. The first thought I had in my mind in response to the lyrics was "My, she's one clingy woman!" When this hit me, another realisation jumped forward. "You are as clingy." Shame filled me a second as I never wanted to be a clingy lover. I hated it. One's gotta be stronger than being clingy isn't it? Or perhaps it's ok to be clingy with the right people? e.g. people who enjoys having clingy lovers perhaps? Then I thought about Bat in the midst of Dido's song. Since, he was the one whom I clung to for some time previously (oh and I'm so not proud of it although I kept trying to justify it to myself to pacify my feelings of shame). I thought it really is time to let go. Just as water streams past my skin, off my body and down the drain, if only as easy. Memories would stay like stains or residues. There is no option to bleach these memories of me but I will live with them, and remember them as imperfect jewel shards picked from the sea of life which would smoothen with time's passing. And so, unlike the lover's persona in Dido's song, you won't see a White Flag coming from me and I won't be going down with the ship.