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I walk on a road lush with dreams,
a road of forgotten and veiled dreams,
sometimes slowly, sometimes gaily,
sometimes lost, sometimes profound,
I walk a road of unknown mysteries,
fervently finding my way through the endless path.....

Saturday, September 3, 2011

mystical dreams..... part -3


 "Its not just today
and never would a day come
when the world around
won't coerce me
that my existence is incomplete
without you besides me"

she whispered senselessly to her soul which appeared as insatiable as it had been years ago. 
yes! Many years had now passed but her relentless search only got deepened.
 Her friend had advised her to give it up and consult a psychiatrist however she knew well that no person by mere hallucinations or repressions could free her soul of it
A soul that was now completely drenched in that world of dreams. 
A soul that had now tasted the bitter sweet demeanour of forbidden magic.
she was totally possessed in it, of it and for it!! there was no way out except to wade in further.

This was NOT love, it had transformed into a limbo or maybe a state of trance which continued to get unquenchable each passing second.
she had left her job long back, her own house, family, belongings, whatever that belonged to her and to where she belonged was now simply a state...a state of nothingness and timelessness.

"the dawn is not distance, nor is the night starless;love is eternal".

she again murmured to herself trudging through by the glint of the night.

suddenly as if the whole words bedazzled or struck by lightening...she saw his face! 
It was really him standing on the other side of the road!
That same tall attractive gentleman dressed in a glossy black suit teamed with a navy blue tie..the same man who had stolen all her dreams to make them his own, that same man who dictated her entire being for years now!

She felt herself en captured by a divine spell in those long seconds, the world had widened much beyond horizons or was it shrinking onto hers?
There was pain , fright, desire, anger, impatience, irritation, excitement, pleasure all at once in her soul.
her quest had reached its brim and emotions ran like wild horses..'a few steps more and it will all be hers..this mystery would no longer haunt her soul' she thought.
He stood still at the opposite side staring at her even now.

1...2...3...she had galloped to the other side at an impulse!
crash!

xxxxx 

Her eyes open, where is she? At the middle of a road it seems!
She can feel something is wrong with her, her blood seems to ooze out slowly but there is no pain.
She lies there numb and dizzy but there was no desire to get away. Being completely aware of her fate and also the fate of the man beside her in deep slumber some distance away.
she looked at him..but alas! He is NOT there...she can now see him EVERYWHERE! all around, in all direction, at all ends!
she dare not close her eyes..is this an illusion? no it cant be!

Now he is beside her again, a faint smile lits her face as she finally closes her eyes. forever this time.
No more mirages.
No more mysteries.
Just the mystical kingdom of her dreams.

Illusions have accepted her soul in their world...realities could wait for another life now.

Hub( attraction) and Maut(Death) are but shades of an eternal journey called love!

xxx THE END xxx 


CREDITS: 

Ancient Arabic Literature says that there are Seven Shades of Love - 1. Hub (Attraction), 2. Uns (Infatuation), 3. Ishq (Love), 4.Aquidat (Reverence), 5. Ibadat (Worship), 6. Junoon (Obsession) and 7. Maut (Death) [ Read it as a friend's status on Facebook ]

Thanks to one of my sweetest friend in blog-o-sphere Sadiya Merchant for giving me the inspiration and much needed motivation to pen up something which was very close to my heart yet I had no idea how to put it up in words :-)

Saturday, August 20, 2011

mystical dreams..... part -2


A month had passed since that day on the airport and from that very day those unusual dreams that she by now had grown accustomed to suddenly took a tempestuous turn only to be spied by an image. the image of that man who has so stubbornly refused to leave her dreams.

what was she supposed to do? she knew him not, had no idea who he was or where he lived but no matter what she did throughout her day nothing abated his arrival, that majestic palace and their stolen moments of divinity that en wrapped 'them' in the darkest of night, the coldest of winds and amongst brightest of stars.
what happiness could such a love give to her pragmatic and rational being? A happiness that was deceptive and a love that she abhorred as soon as it dawned. For the dawn saw her as a caged bird who had wings to fly but her horizon had been brutally snapped!

on one such days..tired of contemplating and trying everything she could to assure that is was only an ephemeral phases she finally took a decision.
A decision that defined her complete existence at present albeit her own will.
A decision that might free her from everyday turmoils only to entrap her soul in a higher tumult.
this was no bravery yet she had to feel triumphant even before trailing on the path.

yes! she was now ready to begin a search. a search of her own existence. a search of a man who had occulted her reverie. of this 'mystical magician'

it was time now to put an end to all that had mystified her reflections. And her dreams.



To be continued.....

PART-3 

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

mystical dreams.....

She lay there numb and dizzy but there was no desire to get away. Being completely aware of her fate and also the fate of the man beside her in deep slumber some distance away.
she looked at him profoundly and immediately her mind flew off to the time she had first seen him

"Brida? Paulo? " he exclaimed!

"what?"  she lifted her head slightly and passed on a puzzled look to the tall gentleman standing in front of her. gentleman because of his well groomed appearance , dressed in a glossy black suit teamed with a navy blue tie, he appeared rather attractive to her.

" The book " . he smiled pointing to the novel in her hand.

she was now beginning to get annoyed at his uninvited remarks. " yes! It is brida by paulo coelho and I happen to read it , any problem"? ! she clamoured at him , shutting the book loudly.

" Brida makes a good read, and somehow I feel you'd be able to connect with it heavily". saying this he walked off and so briskly that she couldn't utter even a word!

"strange" ! she murmured and settled once again to continue her story.


xxxxxxxxxx


She woke up breathing heavily , nauseated and drenched in a cold sweat. Immediately gulping a glass of water on her bedside table she pinched herself to convince on the fact that the reverie was broken.
It was not for the first time that she dreamt it all . 
The palace- adorned with precious, twinkling jewels , those silky shining red carpets, curtains that flung to and fro divinely, a beautiful bird in the golden cage, a throne so majestic that eyes forgot to blink and she, sitting amidst all the royalty.the princess of this kingdom.To her it all belonged and it was her aura that made it gleam even more.

but today her dreams had startled her,even in her own dream! today,the mystic lights around the palace couldn't trap the white haze, today the winds were gentle and hypnotic. Neither the royal curtains nor the carpets could hush up a presence.His presence,so strong that it was beginning to make her vulnerable! who was he? some traveler or maybe a king from a tribe of a far-way land? with a charisma so splendid that even the princess was spellbound, indifferent of her own royalty.

suddenly 'he' emerged out of a wavering mist dawning in front of the throne.Raising her dark hued eyes she let them meet his and went numb!

This was precisely the moment that had shut off the windows to a dream of hers. How was it possible? how could the mist descend to lay on a reality? a reality, yet so strange and unknown.
No, no! something is wrong! with these thoughts in mind she walked downstairs, aware of her steps, her surroundings but unaware that her world lay somewhere behind those cloudy appearances.






To be continued...... 

PART - 2 
PART-3