I am here in the middle of nowhere for quite a long time. The place is dark and horrible, calm and unnerving. I don’t know what time it is since I lost a couple of things down the journey, including my watch. I am not sure why I am here, what I left, and where I am heading. Although, I was never scared of walking such places. But when it is finally happening, I feel numbness. It must be the reflection of my thoughts as I always dreamt of going past my previous life. Whether this pilgrimage will bring peace or not don’t know but right now, I am scared. It is so quiet that even I hear the reverberation of my breathing.
With my parched throat, I am desperately expecting a source of water to quench my thirst. I am moving at the edge of the gigantic dense pine forest as I see the moonlight glaring through the trees from my right at every step or two. And as soon as I hit the boulder, what I see is a massive stream at its magical best. It is rightly said when you really want something; the universe conspires for you to reveal it. I am standing on a rocky bank with a clear sky above, and I see the brightest star inside the halo of the sensual crescent moon. The gust of wind brought some fragrance that was bizarre and unfamiliar. If I sat, I am not sure to lift the heaviness of my beaten body again. I am dazed to see the water throbbing under the silver lining. But I chose to move forward not very far from and along the shore quickly after filling up the water bottle, be the star my guide. Beauty deceives many times, so word of the wise is to give a second thought. I wish I would have thought the same for some decisions that I took. Anyway, people learn from the mistakes, which make them human indeed.
I feel no more threatened under this vast wilderness rather I am worried about the profoundness of my thoughts that these rocks, rivers, trees, valleys, mountains can listen. With the sweet melody of morning birds, I see the new dawn inside the valley as I finally sit to welcome the sun. I never knew what the simple pleasure of washing tired feet and lying on the rock feels like. As I fall with my half feet inside the water, all my pains seem washed away. What if the moment freeze leaving out everything and get lost in the world of our ancestors. There are no calls and messages to reply and wait for, no meetings, no presentations, no formalities. It just only me and my solitude. With this thought, I finally sleep to wake up to the reality with a coffee. But the journey now actually begins.