And there he goes again in the dark sea of lights......they focused at him with the whiteness within them....but the effect of it was passing through him, instead of enlightening him. For first time in his life he realised that there is a sound associated with light.....it was loud; almost deafening. It wasn’t noise but neither was it soothing in any sense. The sound was resonating not only in his eardrums but in his entire body. Penetrating through his very skin and flesh it went inside piercing and puncturing his body with every passing second. The pain was unbearable and undecipherable. The sound was familiar for a fraction of second and he tried to pay attention, and it stopped. All of a sudden there was no sound. He waited in anticipation but everything was silent. As if nothing ever happened.
As the senses come back to your body you want to experience everything. You want to see the world around you, hear the sound of children riding on their bicycles and ringing the bell every now and then to tell the commuters that they are not very good at it. It was a dual purpose action, to ensure their own safety along with the commuters. The chirping of summer birds and the dry smell of soil. So i tried to intake it all, he was standing in front of me, less blur now, less confused. His face was just plain, simple. It was not lack of a sentiment in particular but a lack of any of it. The light which looked like piercing through him some moments back looked a part of him now, or he looked like a part of that light. He smiled at me or I thought so. He looked lot more composed than me now; calm and composed. I tried to look into his eyes to gauge his state. His state of mind, but I couldn’t get through. I felt like I was drowning into his eyes, and then I saw it again, the light. It encircled him, from his behind and then sides and then from down and everywhere. I was trying to scream to tell him to escape, to alert him, but I couldn’t. He just kept looking at me. The fog of light engulfed him from all the sides, a last glimpse of his eyes told me he was aware of the activities going around him, and he was not concerned, rather he looked happy about it. I held up my hand and slowly moved it in his direction....and then everything became blur again.
Pure and serene. The truest form of energy. The moment I awaited for my entire life. Life, how small that term looks from here. So childish. He was still struggling with it. he? Yes it was a he now. I and he are different. We were, from the very beginning. But we didn’t know that, so blinded by the darkness around us. The false sense of belonging, to each other. I look at him, he is still struggling to understand and comprehend what was going around. He was screaming, trying to escape, trying to save me. I couldn’t help but smile. Yes the time has come. The last look at this bodily world. He tried to grab me with extend of a hand. Good bye sandip.
