Saturday, December 20, 2008
The Night, The Wind, The Silence and then...The Words
Standing near the threshold of the restricted area of the hostel building, I had a desire to trespass it. That thought transported me into a moment in the past and the memories of that beautiful night came rushing back like a cascade. I looked up at the crescent Moon playing hide and seek with the clouds. A beautiful star seemed to rest on one of the terminating points of the Moon's convex edges in an otherwise jewel-less, cloudy sky. It was not a placid night. Strong winds seemed to be promising to carry me away to a distant time. My hands instinctively reached for my pocket-diary and turned the pages for those words that had already been read a thousand times over. Words, that had come to me through an unknown force when my pen had moved on its own. Words, that had been written in a state of being possessed - possessed by an alien but beautiful emotion. Words, that were close to my heart because they had come from that beautiful night: " In life there are Karmic circles. There are some people whose energies are in sync with each other and they share a special bond which goes beyond rudimentary definitions. They immediately bond without knowing why. Those who find that connection are lucky...and there are people who do." As I read those words yet again, an inner completeness spread within me. It was a completeness that could not be understood beyond the circle of its experience...beyond me. It was a completeness which was unseen and silent but had the strength of an unspoken hope.