"Why ?"
I know, it sound's like a very stupid question to ask, and more pertinently, a very stupid way to begin any statement. Generic. Fatalistic. Like I said, stupid.But I can think of no better beginning, to anything, and everything.
Deep breaths.....Drenched to the bone, freezing, disoriented... It stumbled, gaining confidence and strength, rising to it's feet, it shook it's head and looked up at a grey sky. It's breaths were still laboured and rasping. It wasn't disoriented anymore, but more confused than ever.
"Why ?"
It spun all around, mind a blank, looking desperately for answers. Nothing..... Only a question. Generic, yes. but in that moment, it was anything but fatalistic. Quite the opposite. The only semblance of sentience, of meaning, of anything.
Soon enough, it's heartbeat settled down, it's breaths noiseless and low, it's eyes narrowed.It went low, creeping along the riverbed towards the line of trees that made up the horizon. Even now, there was nothing, no memories, no thoughts. Just the one question. Like a beacon in it's mind, it's brilliance receding, but it's glow persistent.
It's senses were now becoming attuned to the surroundings, the all pervading greyness seemed less solid, every sound differentiated sharply in a hyper lucid state of awareness. It was running now, gracefully, almost seeming to flash through the tall riverside grass, leaving only rustling in it's wake.
Finally, it reached the treeline, and stopped. It stood poised,it's lithe body bristling from the cold and the anticipation. Anticipation... It was the only feeling, the only thought, the only, thing. Stealthily, slowly, keeping low to the ground, it moved towards the treeline. As it drew near, it became evident that there was actually just a line, no more than two or three trees thick, like a fence.
It slowed down, senses working overtime, mapping the surroundings in it's head. Pushing through the hanging leaves with a deliberate, almost delicate touch, it peered through the gap between the final two trees...
Far away, in the distance, across a sandy desert, it saw a line of lights, a settlement. It's eyes gleamed, and it crept out into the desert. Stretching to it's full size, it gazed up into the sky, more blue now, than grey.. It wasn't cold anymore. It looked back at the line of lights that promised answers, and meaning, and started running.
I know, it sound's like a very stupid question to ask, and more pertinently, a very stupid way to begin any statement. Generic. Fatalistic. Like I said, stupid.But I can think of no better beginning, to anything, and everything.
Deep breaths.....Drenched to the bone, freezing, disoriented... It stumbled, gaining confidence and strength, rising to it's feet, it shook it's head and looked up at a grey sky. It's breaths were still laboured and rasping. It wasn't disoriented anymore, but more confused than ever.
"Why ?"
It spun all around, mind a blank, looking desperately for answers. Nothing..... Only a question. Generic, yes. but in that moment, it was anything but fatalistic. Quite the opposite. The only semblance of sentience, of meaning, of anything.
Soon enough, it's heartbeat settled down, it's breaths noiseless and low, it's eyes narrowed.It went low, creeping along the riverbed towards the line of trees that made up the horizon. Even now, there was nothing, no memories, no thoughts. Just the one question. Like a beacon in it's mind, it's brilliance receding, but it's glow persistent.
It's senses were now becoming attuned to the surroundings, the all pervading greyness seemed less solid, every sound differentiated sharply in a hyper lucid state of awareness. It was running now, gracefully, almost seeming to flash through the tall riverside grass, leaving only rustling in it's wake.
Finally, it reached the treeline, and stopped. It stood poised,it's lithe body bristling from the cold and the anticipation. Anticipation... It was the only feeling, the only thought, the only, thing. Stealthily, slowly, keeping low to the ground, it moved towards the treeline. As it drew near, it became evident that there was actually just a line, no more than two or three trees thick, like a fence.
It slowed down, senses working overtime, mapping the surroundings in it's head. Pushing through the hanging leaves with a deliberate, almost delicate touch, it peered through the gap between the final two trees...
Far away, in the distance, across a sandy desert, it saw a line of lights, a settlement. It's eyes gleamed, and it crept out into the desert. Stretching to it's full size, it gazed up into the sky, more blue now, than grey.. It wasn't cold anymore. It looked back at the line of lights that promised answers, and meaning, and started running.
Very interesting beginning and BTW love the earlier Ahmedabad post as well !!
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