A Healing Discovery
Elysian couldn't fall asleep and it wasn't his insomnia that kept him awake.
It was too humid in his comforter. The air conditioning was broken. He was
having a hard time just breathing properly. His discomfort led him to walk
around the house.
He
found himself in the attic. At least it was cooler up here. The smell of fresh
polish greeted him. His eyes fell on a gap between the pile of boxes and he
spotted something that looked like a door handle. His mood shifting from mild
annoyance to some excitement, he began to set the boxes aside.
He
laughed as he picked up each box, the puns written on them tickling his funny
bone. Equanim, his brother, was bored when they were moving and so a marker and
these boxes were his weapon of choice to kill the boredom. The last one
which said ‘Donut worry’ with a donut drawn on it when put away revealed what
Elysian was anticipating-a small hidden door.
Unable
to contain the suspense, he held the door handle. It was so fragile, half of it
crumbled down into saw dust. Trying to prevent further damage, he pushed it open
with caution. His brain automatically played those horror movie sound effects
as it deliberately opened with a raspy noise as if pleading for water.
He had
to crawl through, it was that tiny of an entrance. “Attic inception!”, he
exclaimed as he stood up once he was inside.
It was a tight space, circular in shape. There were foldable stairs right in the center, the trap door on the curved ceiling allowing a beam of white light to cast a shadow of the ladder on the floor.
It was a tight space, circular in shape. There were foldable stairs right in the center, the trap door on the curved ceiling allowing a beam of white light to cast a shadow of the ladder on the floor.
He
climbed away and found himself on the rooftop.
The
clear night sky stared back at him with its million eyes. Enraptured by its
beauty, he ended up losing his balance.
He skidded down the slanting roof but before he was entirely thrown off into
the air, he escaped from the chances of a cracked skull when an effortlessly
gentle force pulled him up.
It was
like salt in the wound when he was just recovering from the incident that
another shockwave hit him unexpectedly.
She was
magically next to him.
“Meredin!
You need to stop giving me heart attacks”, he held his head in his hands, his
heart in his throat, beating at the speed of a Japanese bullet train.
Meredin was
his best friend. But she was a mystery. She usually showed up only when he was
in distress. He had stopped questioning her psychic predictions and absurd advices.
He actually found that her out of the blue suggestions always made him happier.
She
merely said “You overreact”, cheerfully unrolling a bubblegum pink
mat. "Up for a midnight picnic?"
“You
showed up from the chimney last week!”, he said indignantly, still breathing
heavily. He lay on his back, facing the night sky.
Her
familiar redolence of jasmine brought his breathing back to normal.
"The sky
looks like an inverted bowl of abandoned cereal at night", she declared
happily. Then, she proceeded to sing and hum the entire soundtrack of
Narnia for the next 30 minutes. He didn’t mind.
He
could see the sky hugging the earth, curling up above it. The immensity of the
universe drew his headache out and Meredin's soft humming made him drowsy.
He
opened his eyes to see plush clouds sprinkled around in the daylight. The edges
of his vision were allayed. “The clouds are the kids, the sky is their
playground”, he heard her say.
But the
sleepiness got knocked right out of him when he looked at her.
She’d grown wings! Majestic ones made up of
autumn leaves of warm shades. Plum, maroon, red, yellow, orange, brown-you name
it. Her fairy like dressing style shone with their presence
This made him smile. Her
wings fell apart as he did so, the leaves blowing away all over the place. A
new pair bloomed into place, this time made with flowers of colours he’d never
even seen before.
Suddenly,
all his doubts were clarified. It gave him a feeling that one has when they put
their glasses on and all the blur converges into focus. He finally knew.
Whenever
she was around, his mind was at ease
Things
decelerated down
And
placed him in a bubble of peace
It was
as though a black hole nearby was bending the time
Serendipity
always followed after her
Soothing
like the sound of a wind chime
He
finally knew she was his Guardian
Sent
from a spiritual world
Her
mere presence was elysian
For her
healing energy swirled
Showering
him with love and light
This
was revealed to him at her winged sight
Loved it a lot when I read it long ago, still love it.
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