Out of Syllabus 2
There was light. Pure white. Like unicorn it was white at its purest form. It was the light of hope, freedom, passion and love. I could see it in heights. Top of a hill surrounded by dark valley of death. But valley never feared me. My destination was source of the light.I climbed the hill with will and hope.Inching closer at each step. I reached a stage were i could grab the light. I was happy. Because that light reflected on me. Making me pure and holy.
But suddenly it became ablaze.Hot and it burned me. It blinded me. I closed my eyes. I missed my step and fell down to depths.To the dark valley of death. It took time for me to realize that i was in valley of darkness. Area haunted by dark spirits, werewolves and vampires. They are like cancer, carving you inch by inch.They gave me something to drink. Later i realized it was my blood.It was torture then. Long dark hours of torture. Pain, excruciating pain engulfed me. Soon i became used to it.Sadism, satanism and ultimately masochism. I was getting lost of myself. I was becoming one of them.
One day when i looked up, i could see the white light. It was nearing me. It felt angelic and divine. The darkness and evil spirits backed off. Light took me to real ground. I came back to reality. And the light was gone. I gazed at hill top, light was there. I returned without trying to acquire it. I knew it was not to be acquired........
[Thanks:- Anoop aka Jamban]
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