The
night came to a dwelling end, everything was silent. Thorny bushes blocking my
way, leaving more scars; darkness all around, whispering something. Saw a path full
of ferns, a sign of ignorance.
Someone
is calling my name. I know that, I remember, but unable to recognize. Again
that voice came, now it's making me anxious and I'm afraid. Someone wants to talk to me, wants me to be cool, to listen, to handle it.
Oh
yeah, I know this voice. It is instinct, my instinct. Murmurs are all around,
everyone talking about me like I came from some other planet. And yes I'm, from
that planet which yet to be discovered and acquired by immune things. I'm
suffering, I don't understand why. Is it too hard to change one's surviving
area? I want to open my eyes but I can't. I want to make myself strong and I'm
but everything is far and distant, not in my hold. This world doesn't belong to
me; everything is scary, strange and mysterious. From where can I get the
conclusion? Are falling words discouraged or higher values don’t exist?
Perhaps
I'll become blind by the end of the time. Wait! It's my LIFE, my WORLD. Why
would I fear? My belongings are beautiful, clearly explained, no signs of confusion
and free from clumsiness. They are diplomatic. They are democratic.
Transformation is the most divine experience I have ever thought of but now
it's becoming the death of me. Am I really alive? I just entered into a new
sphere and it is all new for me, its habitat, its environment, its necessities,
everything.
Time
is running slowly for me. Why is it so? Why there lies a difference between
them and me. Its memory is so strong that it takes all my thoughts in a
fraction of seconds and leaves a blank space behind. Whenever I try to fill
that space again I found it is no more same. I want to grab this moment but I'm
still not able to move, not able to think. What it is! Then again memory stroked
and everything is gone. Body, my body, is responding positively towards the
coming situation and my memory giving me instructions. Both are trying to make
me feel comfortable and all I can do is to understand. But I'm not used to it,
seems everything is strange in its own way. Don't know how much I have to
suffer. It’s paining. It’s burning. It’s making me anxious. By the passage of
time I'm feeling bit relaxed.
Now
the day is arriving with more fragrance along with more sounds and more
complications. Lullaby was sung by an angel got this news from secret
messenger. And I'm alone, all alone.
My
eyes finally opened, unaware of danger that is yet to come. But positive vibes
are all around. Suddenly an angel came and whispered something until then I
realized what is going on. She started hovering over me and said, "Always
and forever".
Confusion
took over again. Hint - a secret hint is given and then every aspect is clear.
Yeah,
I'm blessed.
My
life is blessed.
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