There he sat for quite a while thinking about his journey. Had he come to receive or give he didn’t really know! But her quote made him rethink over his intentions and instincts. She had not intervened between him and his thoughts for a long time but only watched him as though she read him until she got up and directed him to follow her.
He walked behind the girl who crawled into the cave and once again a strange wind generated inside which was calling him like a soft whirlwind. The fragrance resurfaced like it was created with a strange odor of mud n water n rock, purely natural and strong. She walked ahead of him and cleared some space for the both to be seated facing each other. The only light was that from a lamp which was too dim but made the dark cave look bright!
On a wet muddy floor they sat and she indicated him to close his eyes which he did. They took easy slow breaths like performing yoga and could hear one another breath. Thus she spoke –
tvam kah aham kah vidasta
vettr sah jaatr sah vayam nashta
Like a rhyme, with some melodious tune, she repeated many times and he was sinking into her recital slowly. She reiterated 50 times or 100 he lost count and quickly was lost in himself. She observed him carefully and saw that his closed eyeballs didn’t move, he was at ease, in her capture!
‘You’ve come from a city.’ she said.
There was no response.
‘You love your friends’
He nodded in acceptance and grumbled, ‘hmmm’
‘You love your family’
Same response!
‘You’ve come here leaving your life, leaving everything’
Another acceptance!
‘Do you like people in this town?’ she expected rejection.
‘No’ he said.
‘Do you still love her?’
There was no instant response but at once he opened his eyes in shock and gave her an unbelievable look. There were questions in his eyes but she had the same smiling face which further irked him. ‘She’s hypnotized me’ he thought and felt deceived, got up and breezed out of the cave to the outside world which he knew, which was normal. As she followed him and stood at the exit, he walked out of the broken compounds ignoring her and marched towards the lake.
The lake was shining brightly reflecting the Sun above and danced with more waves. He sat on one of the rocks very close to the lake and the water spill on him like mocking him, teasing his foolishness. Sitting there he asked thousand questions to himself losing self-belief and tears fled as the wanderer cried…
Continues…
2 comments:
Dint know you knew sanskrit....! Yeh Dil mange more!
Yes, it was my fav subject (language) during class 8-12 and a savior too. If not for sanskrit and english, I would have been a 2nd class student in 12th public exams! But I'm ashamed to say I've forgotten every bit of it and had to google to get those words :(
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