It’s the dead of the night and I enter a momentary lapse of reason, when my earthly senses stop functioning, the reality and fantasy are indistinguishable and I am no more than a bystander by the highway of time. The idea of time no more existed for me. I delved into the hidden aspects of the past and then went to the probable future with only Gift from God in my mind and GOD slowly fading away. Beside this highway, while looking at the magnificent display of stars high in the night time sky filled with clouds, I felt that truly how insignificant I am. This very moment made me feel that GOD was beside me!!! And then I looked up to see the Gift from God smiling while playing hide and seek with the clouds just like the Sun in the desert of no Sun. There was she inspiring me and questioning me who I am? There is confusion, mayhem and chaos. In the midst of this confusion, I ponder whether I'm in love, grief or pain. How do I ascertain my feeling? The whole day like a reel plays back in my pea sized brain of mine embedded deep in the abyss of my cranium.
The day was not the day. It all started with the knock on the door which woke me up, broke the bridge between despair & hope and separated me from the Gift from God. With her in the my sub-conscious psyche and realizing the time, I ran for the marble castle but was still falling into the bottomless vale below the bridge after it was knocked down and in this haste, I heard a voice calling my name. For once, I thought that the voice was of Gift from God who had emerged out of my psyche. Alas! it was not her but the perceptive girl, whom I had met during the last rally of garrison of the castle, in the dark hours. While running I had the feel of being watched. Was it the GOD? No, it was the Knight on the top of marble castle, who’s sharp piercing looks could see through the blood and flesh of us mortals. I imagined the uniformed guards of the castle looking at the grey and hostile world outside, from their keeps.
The perceptive girl now in red cloak came into the castle, guarded by her red standard bearers and took her seat beside me and gave me a smile. Her pacifying and rich velvety voice brought me back into the harsh reality but with her beside me, I was comforted from the innards of my sentiments. She was an interesting specimen herself. In a perfect world away from the dark hours she would have been inexplicably beautiful and gorgeous with a mane of black hair, burning gray eyes and beautiful aquiline nose. Those eyes had kindled the flame of hope in me for long time. Her close-together eyes had a look of … . I had felt the same about her ever since we met, which was once and for all. She was trying to ask me a question but was not able to gather the courage to ask me. This question had been her only pertinent question ever since we met, which I had been unable to explain. After the meeting at the castle, she met me again. This time she called me and dismissed her red standard bearers.
She wanted me to answer the long raised question. The question was how I found the castle in the green plains, in the dark times and how a desert traveler made out of the desert of no Sun. I hesitated and was about to leave, when she slumped against me and sank slowly to a huddled, sitting position. With arms on her knees, she buried her head in her arms, and sobbed. Her face in the picture of my mind was smiling and so, so pretty.”Never had a chance”, she murmured. Around her and me were the seeming travelers of the highway of time moved oblivious. Then she rubbed her face on my shoulders which shocked me but this shock was more of joy and recognition. This nudge broke the threshold barrier that kept me not speaking to her. For me the nudge was simply not a nudge, but was a metaphysical portal which brought in the spectrum of thoughts which made me feel that she and the Gift from God are the same. Is it? The answer was in my inner thought but I was still unconvinced about … . She desperately needed the answer as she had felt the Gift from God in … and believed that I had the answer … .
The question for me was indecipherable one as I had come in touch with GOD and the Gift from God during the moment of despair in the desert of no Sun and I myself have never been able to understand whether that travel was in reality or dream and how was I here. The very feel of her made me realize the presence of GOD. Was she a manifestation of GOD? Is Gift from God also manifestation of GOD? Is she and the Gift from related? The answer …………………….
The day was not the day. It all started with the knock on the door which woke me up, broke the bridge between despair & hope and separated me from the Gift from God. With her in the my sub-conscious psyche and realizing the time, I ran for the marble castle but was still falling into the bottomless vale below the bridge after it was knocked down and in this haste, I heard a voice calling my name. For once, I thought that the voice was of Gift from God who had emerged out of my psyche. Alas! it was not her but the perceptive girl, whom I had met during the last rally of garrison of the castle, in the dark hours. While running I had the feel of being watched. Was it the GOD? No, it was the Knight on the top of marble castle, who’s sharp piercing looks could see through the blood and flesh of us mortals. I imagined the uniformed guards of the castle looking at the grey and hostile world outside, from their keeps.
The perceptive girl now in red cloak came into the castle, guarded by her red standard bearers and took her seat beside me and gave me a smile. Her pacifying and rich velvety voice brought me back into the harsh reality but with her beside me, I was comforted from the innards of my sentiments. She was an interesting specimen herself. In a perfect world away from the dark hours she would have been inexplicably beautiful and gorgeous with a mane of black hair, burning gray eyes and beautiful aquiline nose. Those eyes had kindled the flame of hope in me for long time. Her close-together eyes had a look of … . I had felt the same about her ever since we met, which was once and for all. She was trying to ask me a question but was not able to gather the courage to ask me. This question had been her only pertinent question ever since we met, which I had been unable to explain. After the meeting at the castle, she met me again. This time she called me and dismissed her red standard bearers.
She wanted me to answer the long raised question. The question was how I found the castle in the green plains, in the dark times and how a desert traveler made out of the desert of no Sun. I hesitated and was about to leave, when she slumped against me and sank slowly to a huddled, sitting position. With arms on her knees, she buried her head in her arms, and sobbed. Her face in the picture of my mind was smiling and so, so pretty.”Never had a chance”, she murmured. Around her and me were the seeming travelers of the highway of time moved oblivious. Then she rubbed her face on my shoulders which shocked me but this shock was more of joy and recognition. This nudge broke the threshold barrier that kept me not speaking to her. For me the nudge was simply not a nudge, but was a metaphysical portal which brought in the spectrum of thoughts which made me feel that she and the Gift from God are the same. Is it? The answer was in my inner thought but I was still unconvinced about … . She desperately needed the answer as she had felt the Gift from God in … and believed that I had the answer … .
The question for me was indecipherable one as I had come in touch with GOD and the Gift from God during the moment of despair in the desert of no Sun and I myself have never been able to understand whether that travel was in reality or dream and how was I here. The very feel of her made me realize the presence of GOD. Was she a manifestation of GOD? Is Gift from God also manifestation of GOD? Is she and the Gift from related? The answer …………………….
