Wednesday, 15 June 2016

magical reverie post postscript

I had taken the dragon's wings, and I flew over the tallest mountains, flickering my feet on the ocean surfaces, and nothing could stop me now, I was invincible. The chi of life was brimming in me, and I was no longer a slave, not to others, nor to self. Desires, love and wishes were all buried in the past - and they called me a free bird.

I liked the new name, and carried it with pride until the savagely violent reality came thrusting into my world of flying wings and swinging birches. I fell into a hole, falling deeper and deeper and deeper. The hole seemed like an unending abyss and its darkness blinded me. This fall was maddeningly unhelpful, for the shattered glasshouse of my dreams came piercing right before my eyes. A reverie that I lived in was amusingly real and unreal. The momentary escape into the dreams, into the wild, into a world different - gave me many tales and rapidly changed my perspectives.

The zing was too much to be real, but it sure wasn't unreal. The mind was awry and it was set on a sweet path, a path to find itself.

Many called this madness, and many named it crazy - but I called it life!

6 comments:

Kiran Samat said...

This magical reverie is more like a semicolon, just when the reader thinks it has ended, we realise that there's more, and now, I, as a reader would love to read more of this. :P

Suhasini Srihari said...

I am afraid that this would be the last of it! Well, you never know, I might come up with a 'post post postscript'!

Kiran Samat said...

Oh, that is a possibility, for a creative mind like yours! :)

Suhasini Srihari said...

Yeah, for a mad mind like mine!

Arun said...

As it is post is good, as a reader I am greedy. I wish you can come up with more additions -- its really interesting. Post-post-postscript may be.

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you Sir. I shall let you know if at all this story continues!

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