It was now morning in Ayodhya. Chirps of bird had awaken all the inhabitant around. But one pair of eyes were still shut with long deep slumber. It was the thirteenth year till Ram, Sita and Lakshman had started their walk for Vanvaas. Til then Urmila's slumber didn't break. She slept like a corpse; sometimes Sumitra woke up in late night sweating, and had gone to check her beats. What would she answer to Lashkman if she was not well! Most eligible and known healers and physicians around Ayodhya were appointent for her to remove any kind of complications. Sometimes she threw her hands restless in sleep, sometimes smiled in sleep. Her world now revolved around this dreamy universe. Sumitra remembered the time, when Urmila would never want to sleep, and Laskman didn't take a moment even to do so. She hated, and he loved it. She had even once complained to Sumitra saying Laksman slept and snored in his room even before listening to her. Her anger grew in fire. A sigh escaped from her reminiscing the past and thinking how poles apart they are now. She carressed the sleeping head and executed herself for the next day. And Urmila would now dwell in her own world.
"Jai Shree Ram! We have won the war! The vaanar Sena exclaimed in joy of victory. Raavan was killed finally. Sita ran her Ram, where she belong to. Her teary eyes and wet cheeks sparkled her rays of joy. The sound of trupmet took over the whole Lanka, and drums beat all around. Right won over the evil. Sita was rescued from the hell fire. She held Ram's hand and pleaded,
"It's over now, can't go to our homes, Lord? Verily, you have won the evil, and also fulfilled you promise given to your father, Maryada Purushottam! Let's catch to our homes of Raghu now, or our people may die weeping!"
She looked at the last horizon of the ocean and blue sky.
"Sure, Sitae! Our family and well-wishers are impatiently wating for us to return. My dear Anuj's eyes are dripping with slumber. Time to break Urmila's slumber!"
She clenched her blanked and rolled her shutted eyeballs in anticipation and excitement.
"You can't break your slumber , Sunaina Suta!" Nidra Devi appeared in front of her eyes. She saw her eldest sitting on a golden lotus and smiling with her ever love at her.
"Tame your untamed dreams, girl!" Of course you would be united with your Adi Shesha, just as Vishnu and Laxmi are!"
She chuckled in her sleep.
"Wait it to be true, let it be untamed, who knows, this might be the truth!"
Vishnu smiled with his golden crown. They vanished in the air.
She frowned again.
She saw her known figure advancing towards her. Blood pumped rushing to her veins and chills went down to her spine. Long uncombed hair, arrows in the back, and bow in hand with his mischeivous smile and ever known eyes; yes, it was her Lord, returning to her, from the grey smoke and blue sky , from her untamed dreams.
Her mouth spread even in sleep.
"Never control your untamed dreams, Mila!"
Her Lord whispered to his sleeping beauty.
"I would never tame it, my Lord. Never."
The End
Anupamaa
