Redemption-149
"Sometimes I feel quite distinctly that what is inside me is not all of me. There is something else, sublime, quite indestructible, some tiny fragment of the Universal spirit.Don't you feel that?" Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
White,bright,colorless light travels through a prism and that which was once a single beam shatters and reveals many colors,the elements unravel in many glorious colors and wavelengths.Likewise a tiny,infant life,pure soul passes through the womb that once nurtured it and a new life begins and like the light passing through a prism it too voyages through the time called life and a soul and its many characters and edges are thrown bare for all to see.
Me,you,one and all wonder as one solitary life sheds so many emotions,so many reactions and such a great capacity to do good or do evil.Like the light through prism,each of us are revealed as we go through a situation,an incident and our true nature is thrown bare and we are naked to the world.choice,yes choice of thought,action and words ultimately decide what out fate is.But remember that choice though given to all by the unknown god is still governed by the other unknown karmic law " Every action has an equal and opposite reaction."
The great divide
Unknown and unseen by one another and any other,they stood as light and dark with the raging fireball between them.The missile strike had in an instant consumed an acre of land of forest and vegetation and had set many tree tops on fire.But luckily,the dampness and the green of the forest halted the fire and limited its consumption to a small area.
Rudran stood staring at the fire as it blazed,withered and again reared its head as a passing gust lifted its orange and yellow flame and he could not control the anger and disappointment that raged like the fire in his soul.
Buddha rubbed his huge head against Rudrans thigh and whispered " what is it master? why do i sense so much of loss and regret?"
Rudran sat down slowly with his eyes still locked on the blaze " I have carried a hatred,a purpose for nearly 30 years and in a second it has been snatched away from me.So many questions i wanted to put to that man who was in the camp and to ask that i have been racing through time and memories and yet here i stand just a few kms away while he most probably lies in a pile of ash.My heart is thudding and crying " revenge,vengeance and more than anything it cries for redemption for my fallen brother".
Buddha absorbed everything and then the big cat was about to say something,when it stopped itself for it knew that it was not the time to dwell on the past and matters concerning the future.
" master,now is not the time for such matters and i think it is wise if we are on our way towards our original destination.More importantly both of us need to rest and gather our strength for the voyage before us.But my mind tells me that the time will come and you will have your redemption.But that time and place is not here and not right now but back in the place where it all started."
Rudran nodded and his thoughts went back to the conversation between him and the Prime minister and his anger knew a release " yes,not here for the real beast lies in hiding and lies in wait for me.That is the head that has to be cut off and ground to the dust and then i will have my revenge and redemption".
Far away in the distance,murky stood wondering " Is it possible for rudran to have died in that blast? Could he have somehow managed to escape that fireball?"
Murky dialed and when the call was answered " Something totally unexpected has happened.I think our enemy has just been killed here although i cannot be hundred percent sure.But still with him here i think you should go ahead with your plans for chennai for even he cannot be in the same place at the same time.So start and finish it once for all.I am coming back and i will see you back home soon."
Day broke over the forest and soon night would come back and with its support,evil would launch an attack on the woman with the new life of a prince in her womb.For now she slumbered,totally unaware about what the coming night was going to bring to her doorstep.
"The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him."? G.K. Chesterton
Edited by s.satishkumar - 8 years ago