Perhaps I was woken up shaken terribly by the unanticipated windy downpour from a darkening distant cloud swiftly fleeting across our sky above.Then in a flash I gathered my senses to find out what pushed me to undergo the weird slumber in this forlorn late afternoon. I was all alone there in the vast open mystic expanse.The sunny day was slowly slipping in to lay coiled inside the cool nighty dark basket. I was under the echanting spell of a voueristic susceptibility .The raunchy scenes of love game between day and night was being dramatically enacted in the silhoutte western stage. Absorbed in the sensuous flavour of that pristine glory might perhaps have driven me crazy to implore the intensity and the bizzare energy invested by players of those exotic natural .phenomenon.Running my palms on my eyes and feeling allover my physical being I made it sure once more that I was vertically awake with eyes wide open .Yet to my utter dibelief and bewilderment I paused to wonder ,how come. I failed to take notice of so much of tumult sweeping the immediate surroundings.
Toddling throuth the muddy pools of smelly water soaked vergin earth I landed under the secured out reaching shelter of my host awaiting ever to offer soothening comfort . As I was heralded in to a comforting welcome zone I used my palms to wipe out dripping water from my hair and face.
I was not quite finished saying my customary thanks to my friend , as even I listened this voice of my friend answering my intractable wonderings on how did I enjoy a sweet slumber while out rightly staying awake ..! and ,never the less a flash whipping storm could leave little impact on my tranced soul ....!
And Thus came my friend's reply. "Dear Friend ! You had almost had your true self come out of your body which was reduced to just a form bereft of cognigence. It all started when you wanted me to tell you the time. As I tried to explain -how I see no sense in time's denominations, or divisions .
For I always live in the present. As I go on rendering my services naturally -time gets its characterizations and acclamations accordingly.Then I started to tell you the story of a slumbering fairy named Lena to illustrate my
theory of timeless living of values to signify Nature's law.What you seemed to have thought yourself of your falling asleep was in reality that you were straining your ears to grasp the story I was going to narrate.And then came the storm. You however never bothered to rush
in to my rational shelter . In the Process you got thoroughly drenched. Probably
Humans when fall stupidly for somebody they seem to appear like behaving absolutely curiously.Now ,look up the thick dark sky . Do as I say . And its time you left for home .All I can assure you is I 'll always be willing to tell the story sometime again.But remember in deep slumber like trance no matter what the object of craving - you see more truely deeply when eyes widely shut. Like in this point of time you wanted to see ,-how was the fairy ;s slumber charmed you so much enough that you failed to see neither the storm nor my benign consistent existence. Okay Dear ! Be my idea of time as it may, its but time for you to get to home . Good Bye!''
I fumbled awhile before saying Good night, to my wiser friend of fixed vision of life , the big old Banyan Tree,was left to live inspite of time-arithmatics , mute alone in vast timeless open.
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