Reborn

The last I heard was, someone calling my name.
Though it wasn't addressed to me, and I swiftly slipped into a state of unconsciousness-
Into a light and dizzy dream,
Relieved of all burden of thought.

As I came about--consciousness gently tugging at me--rousing me from a deep sleep of a few moments which felt more like a rebirth after a long sojourn,
The first thing I sensed,
Was the warm touch of your soft palm on my forehead,
Comforting me into a slow slumber.

I struggled to open my eyes and make sense of my surroundings and to know how I got there and what time of day it was-
And I heard your voice--familiar and sweet--cajoling me into a relaxed stupor to rest trustfully in abandon.

Yes, it was okay to not worry about where I was or to make sense of everything at once--as long as you were beside me keeping a close watch-- and I calmly drifted into a warm slumber,
Awash in a swell of gratitude.

I awaken fully later--revitalised and reborn--as if with a gift of a new life, a new perspective, and with a renewed vitality and vigour that I had missed for so very long.
So, thank you--Thank you for being with me through this trying period of unease and for making it look so easy by distracting me from its pain by your mere presence, thank you so much (*)

Kalki

Why do I forget?

So that you can remember...

How can I get rid of all these candies flashing in my mind?

Just like this! *snap*

And all the candies gather in a river and flow through a long and deep dark tunnel, as if carving it in a way....

A woman is in labour and something is pulling at her, upward, strongly. There are orange currents pulling at her and she is resisting with all her might and the tension splits her womb and reveals the child, who is lifted off by another woman whose glint of an eye with a smirk is caught by the dying mother and with mixed emotions of having seen her child, but watching that 'evil' woman take it away, she wails out in loud, unending shrieks until her blood and water mix and seep deep into the ground.

So very deep do they seep, pushed by her pulsating reverberations that it seemed as if all the creatures in the underground wished to take her call straight into the belly of the earth. Bloodsuckers sucked at it with determination and drilled further deep into the ground until they were air borne in the cavern of the deepest and hottest core of the earth bubbling with angry red lava.

The moment the first bloodsucker dived into it as if to relay the message, the entire molten lava recoiled as if in horror and shock, and shook violently to explode in a rage that caused a terrible tremor up on the surface.

The force of the blast at the core was so magnificent, that all in its radius above, were blown off into the air by its shockwave and with it flew off also the glint-eyed woman, from whose arm the stolen child flew off to softly land into a pile of hay.

A benevolently loving woman recovering from the shock, heard the lone child's cry and in pleasant surprise picked it up and showered it with all the pent up love she had held within herself for so long. She looked up in gratitude as if in answer to her fervent prayers, the heavens had at last answered her call.

And in the burning chaos of a never before witnessed quake, a newborn child quaked in gurgled laughter at the foolish pride of evil, mixed also with tears and cries for its mother left behind unattended, to bleed to death.