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Darkness And The Light: Conflicts Of a Human Mind

--Darkness Is The Absence Of Light--


'Give him dreams that make this day to him miserable',
a gruff voice spoke in the dark. The voice seemed distant but it was so strong my heart was still for a while. It continued, 'Let him sleep,he needs sleep, I want him to suffer in his sleep,so his thoughts would wander back to me; (he will )Kneel down before me and do my will'.
The voice grew louder and stronger and sharp. So sharp I could feel it piercing my body and also the pain. His voice or hers I couldn't decipher. It was so hypnotising.

I was surrounded by Darkness but still could make out a man's figure on the ground. He seemed to be in pain. I couldn't move, it was as though my feet were nailed to the ground.
The voice started off again. I tried to locate it but seemed to come from the man on the ground.
'kneel,Kneel,KNEEL', it commanded.The man started moving as rigid as someone suffering from fits. I started to hear distant music play, ,music so soothing. The voice had also heard it. It was mumbling in languages I never heard before. I could make out he was commanding the young man on the ground.
He was gasping for air and struggling like a worm might on a fishing hook.
The music was going away and suddenly the man stopped struggling. Was he dead?
The music came closer.It could see Light at the end. End of what? Is this a room I am in?
The Light seemed to appear from nowhere. It was as though someone was there and i could not see him due to the light. It shone so bright in my eyes.It floated toward the man. He seemed young, the man. And also familiar. An odd resemblance to.....me!! Oh Lord, it was me. But how can it be. I am right here unable to move.Various questions raced through my mind. I was between the Light and Dark now. Halfway between. One part of me shadowed by the Darkness and one part illuminated by the Light.

He picked me up from the ground. I cuddled into his arms. I could see it was me in his arms. I was like a baby in his Mother's arms sleeping on her bosom.
There was no longer any sign of pain, just peaceful sleep.
The thing in the dark started speaking again or rather crying in frustration
'GIVE HIM TO ME, HE IS MINNNE..'.
The Light hadn't spoken since it appeared. It commanded in a voice full of love and care for the child in his hands.
'LEEAVE MY CHILD ALOONE'. Voice so strong and compassionate,the light suddenly spread into the dark.
I glimpsed a man.. a woman... an animal... i don't know. It was just for the blink of an eye i saw it covering its eyes from the light and receding into the dark.
Seemed as if the light inflicted pain on it. The light went back suddenly as it spread. It was left as before halfway between the Light and Dark.
I felt myself moving now. Moving towards my sleeping self. Soon I was asleep in those hands so soft as feather and in the warmth of his bosom.

--In Lumine Tuo , Videbimus Lumen--

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Comments

  1. Hey nice story!!!!!
    especially for those who have been through bad times!!!!!!!!!

    keep blogging

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  2. Wonderful story.very touching....

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  3. hmmm... Absolutely touching and very deep.. I like your style of writing.. keep going!

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  4. well written..quite prose like..!!

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  5. Thank you Chandan and Mathew For Your encouragement

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  6. kollaallo sadhanam!
    ninakkithrakku bodham okke undaayirunno?

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