In the wide variety of balloons and in a world where everyone is chasing and searching for the perfect balloon , there are people who are sick of this race. Sick , of the let downs . Sick of their earlier balloons having gone through painful deaths at the end of cigarette butts , needles and sometimes your own sharp nails. A balloon that didn't last as long as it should have , a balloon that lost its lustre way before time. A balloon that turned into airless rubber. Such balloon burst incidents put you off balloons for a while , a long while .All you want to do this sit in your room and not look at the world full of people that have already found their balloons. So you stop going out , stop leaving your room and even if you have to, you walk with your eyes closed. You do not want to accidentally run into a cute pink balloon now , do you ?
While you are carefully treading trying not to fall or bump into a pillar ,( Eyes closed., right ? ) you still miss that one balloon . The cute yellow balloon. A color you don't usually prefer , but then thats love isn't it . Common sense tends to betray you at these times. You still have the rubber of the deflated balloon , you still look at it sometimes and sigh so deeply but then you've moved on but not ready for new balloons yet. There you are pinning over than one beautiful balloon that you let go off while trying to hold on to something else. A balloon that made you truly happy.A balloon that stood apart from the rest but whose life was short. Finding a new balloon starts sounding like a bad , VERY bad idea. It happens though , eventually. It takes some time , a new kind of trust and little bit of pixie dust. :)
PS : If the above post didn't make sense to you . Well. Okay.
PPS : If you have't had enough of BALLOOOOOON in the last 5 mins . Here is some more . :P
Also this post , is a complete work of fiction . Anybody ooops any balloon that decides to take offence and wants to confront me , let me tell you your questions will not be entertained :)