Friday, 17 June 2016

magical reverie beyond

The journey was marching and marching, and the search was growing and growing. Just when I thought that I was nearing the arch, it seemed too far from my reach. I followed the signs like the day followed the night. An albatross clung around my neck, squeezing the air flow, I begged to breathe. The damned spot that I could never get rid of from my hands cropped up again and again. This was no reality, and it wasn't an illusion either. I struggled to free myself from the curses and run away, far far away, but in front of me was the devil, and behind me was the deep blue sea.

I had nowhere to go. This was my destiny! A destiny that I had shunned away, thinking I could escape it, but no, the laws of karma bit me hard. I was bound to accept the real unreal, and the palace of illusions built itself with no effort. My glasshouse of dreams picked the shards of glass and rebuilt itself. A dream piling on top of another dream, the ladder grew beyond the heights. The albatross was set free, blissfully blessing me - and the damned spot blurred in my vision while the world became less obscure.

The zing, the search, the child, the dragon, and the wings of freedom were all paradoxes of life. The game was a search, not on the outside but on the inside. I had failed to realize this success, and soon I was destined to pursue a different voyage.

An expedition that would last long, beyond time perhaps, and I had to follow the sinking star!


Kiran Samat said...

This makes me greedy for more of magical reverie! :)

Suhasini Srihari said...


Arun said...

Simply Wow.

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you Sir!

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just finished reading

The Forest of EnchantmentsThe Forest of Enchantments by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

"The Forest of Enchantments" is a beautiful attempt at narrating the 'Sitayan'. Divakaruni has a way to keep her readers engaged through the text effortlessly. This story provides a soothing insight into what Sita went through as a woman, as a possible daughter of a rakshasa, as a royal wife, and as a loyal wife! The story appears well-researched, and there is a beautiful blend of imagination, and creative and fluid writing. However, it didn't match up majestically to Divakaruni's "The Palace of Illusions"; the present story expressed a kind of hurried-ness, some chapters, or some incidents could have been more engaging if elaborated, but there was some kind of a rush to finish writing the story, and it was evident.

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