Zero Gravity

The apple asked gravity if it would help the apple pass through the turbulence that had caused randomness in its mind and made each thought foggy. To which the gravity was too cold to respond. The apple once again tried to convince gravity by aid of different quintessences that gravity could relate to, none of which caused gravity to be adamant without changing its mind. "Just be with me" was followed by a negation so soft but had an unparalleled intensity. After regularly pleading however, the gravity agreed half heartedly to help the apple get rid of all the itch in it and assured to help the foggy view become crystal clear; or so to say the apple presumed so!

A good time! Yes that was. With a word always to say, with an act always to do, with a smile to show 'I m dere', things were good. Perhaps no better may it could have been. anytime; and it didn't. Pampered with words of trust, caressed with assurances, put in hopes of a lasting fellowship. The readability of the countenances further added to it. All grew into a dependency that vouched of a fall back option, an option that at one end meant to fall back assured, so as to be taken care of at the other end; and to the other it meant to allow a free fall. Gravity after all!

Gravity constantly kept an eye on the apple or the apple did it to gravity. Either of the ways it happened lead nothing good. On the contrary, as it is said too much familiarity leads to ignorance, apple soon assumed the form of any other object that the gravity acts upon. And in no more than a few days did the apple presume a scoffed part of gravity's world.

After questioning a week long, the New Year brought the reply: its internal, the ailment; deep and difficult to cure. Dialogues leaded to discussions and pleadings made it to parley. Understanding wants words, but seldom they help. The year to follow ushered in new happenings, further worsening the ailment which now no doctor could cure. An apple a day kept gravity away!

A strange spring followed...
And all the amicabilities went hollowed...
Something in the ecology went wrong,
And the spring instead regular, lead to a fall... of all apples but one!

The apple asked gravity if it ...
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........................................................... ...or so to say the apple presumed so!
Disallowing exchange of its action for its words, gravity barred the apple, beyond its reach, making the fog still more dense for the apple to see through, let alone helping a crystal clear view. Gravity remained unspoken for the cause of its bewilderedness keeping the apple at bay, aloof of what made him deserve this: An apple left free in the air to move about in the random, not being cared for, to go astray and aimlessly as the foggy thoughts directed it to... It yelled at gravity to be just and at least be equal to them all, to allow him a free fall as the rest.

"You don't even deserve that" is what left the apple puzzled in its own and very new world of ZERO GRAVITY!

If not better,
It will certainly make things good!
A small chat will prevent me perish,
and so 'Utter' you should.

Why not speak?
Lets have a word or two...
or is it that now I m no worthy to talk to?