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!

4 comments:

Kiran Samat said...

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

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thanks!

Arun said...

Simply Wow.

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you Sir!

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Tiger Slayer by Order (1901) (Linked Table of Contents)Tiger Slayer by Order (1901) by Charles Elphinstone Gouldsbury
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Gouldsbury's attempt to recreate notes and stories recorded by Digby Davies is really up to the mark. The writer narrates almost all the incidents of Davies' encounter with several 'wild beasts/brutes' (as used by Davies), and Davies' position as a 'Tiger Slayer'. The book is quite engaging when one is reading from the perspective to understand how the British treated the colonized world (here, India and Africa), and their experiences with the natives allowed them to create an image of the natives for the Whites. The book also reveals, in someway, the natives' attitude towards their colonial masters - some very fawning, and some others imitating the dacoits. It is an interesting read to understand the India under the British Raj.

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