Ice, Water, Steam.
For this week’s writing challenge, take on the theme of H2O. What does it mean to be the same thing, in different forms?
Last weekend I was almost done with loads and loads of Dark literature. My mind was turning into a lab where an alchemy of emotions were being mixed one into another. For a quick respite from those thousands of emotions I thought of going for a long long walk.
The plan was, to walk and engross myself in some solitude so that I can get rid of those dark elements of my mind. But, one of my good friends insisted I should probably take someone along with me. Trust me, it proved to be an excellent idea later.
I and my shutterbug friend both packed our bags and left for a long long walk. At one point, he started taking all the photographs of the beautiful sunset. And I… was rather standing there like a fool with my hands in the pockets of my Jacket. I so desperately longed to have a pen and a paper to paint those millions of colors which kept changing on the huge crimson Sky.
But I couldn’t brood much over the fact that I was indeed jobless there. So instead of feeling pessimistic about myself, I kept watching the beautiful sunset just like the Photographer in the movie Ship of Theseus.
Stillness is something which I love sometimes when I don’t have option to fret and fume. I turned to my left, and could see our rucksacks lying like dead bodies near a pile of broken office furniture. I could see my friend clicking one photo after another and the multiple clickety clicks following after each shot (The one above this blog post is one such photo). I could see his beautiful eyes scrutinizing each picture and getting himself engrossed in his passion.
I turned towards right and could see all the tall buildings lined up one after the other and the unending horizon right infront of me with the Burning Sun setting at a rapid rate. I tried to quieten the thousand ripples which were there in my mind. I took few deep breaths and let go of all the dark thoughts, still strangling in my heart to squeeze away all the calmness inside me. I took few steps backwards and then started gazing towards the vast horizon infront of me.
Aaah…. It was such a joy.
With each step, that I took backwards…
I was walking another step towards my soul….
I could breathe more easily with each passing moment…
I could think more clearly with each zephyr hitting my face….
I closed my eyes for about few seconds and could picturise a more brighter version of fire shut in my bones….
I could feel the strong current of my emotions just like that of a river, flowing right inside my heart ….
But I could easily let go of them like a steam escaping from the nozzle of a Pressure Cooker…
I remembered the stillness of Water and the amount of remedy it can bring for an agitated mind…
I could let all the positive vibes from the Nature flow into myself, with each minute…
I felt so peaceful for a moment that I was alive … I was no more a dead soul inside myself….
I felt so proud to be a minuscule in this vast vast world …. a minuscule which hopes to bring about a gush of positive change in this world…
A tiny drop of water which when falls over a leaf, makes both the leaf and itself look so beautiful….
I am… technically no different than the tiny drop of Water which doesn’t have an identity of its own when I compare myself with this vast world which lies ahead of me.
But I am of much more value, when I co-exist with a leaf/flower petal. I add shine and meaning to both the leaf and myself with the positivity hidden inside my soul.
I am of greater value when I become the first drop of Water to create a thousand ripples in a stagnant lake…
I can be shapeless and formless… but I hold the power to wash away the pain or crush the enemy inside myself…. I hold the immense power to be what I am.
So who am I? asked my mind to myself.
Am i something ….
Just then as I was about to get an answer …. my friend nudged me for a selfie and I came out of this world of Water.
The key learning from the sunset was ….
In Stillness you learn to listen to the unheard voices. You listen to the unspoken words and learn the meaning of life.
I am very very thankful to my friend for having me dragged to see the Sunset first, that evening. Thanks buddy!!!
Yet another learning from that evening was …
Sometimes you have to ask people whether they would accompany you in your toughest times or not. Who knows, they may agree to pull you out of the deep abyss where you are stuck without having a single clue of what to do next.
ASK ASK ASK. I kept saying to myself before leaving from that place.