PERENNIAL 2

It was 3am, as she slept unrealisingly…This was another lesson time taught her, not to waste it in waiting…wait for sleep and it wont come…maybe, she had to try the law of attraction…thus she began imagining to fool herself to be asleep…
Lots of times, she lay there…all tired and worn out and sleep wouldn’t come…after all, It was subconscious…sleep is scared to ascend on a conscious state of mind…what when she gauged every thought, alert and vigilant as they came…wondering as they came…filtered as they came…she was caught in its suffocating embrace… ‘no, no’ she decided…conscious effort to keep thoughts at bay…that wont work either...for the hundredth time, after the battle…she slept without the track of her last thought…only when the footsteps vanished could she find her pavilion!

five hours passed like five minutes…the alarm rang at 8am.she hit her phone to shut it and paused to feel good… ‘Feel Good’! She told herself.
she walked into the shower planning to wash away sleep, she ran down the shower and stepped in dropping shampoo on her head as it took course...she danced and sang loudly, releasing her vocal chords, setting them free, competing with the showers noise...she closed her ears suddenly...absolutely noiseless...at this point, she was scared for no reason...she wanted to shout to say she existed...she felt lost in a waterfall as it washed her away...and what if nobody knew???Her ‘time’ seemed to end…

Removing her hands from her ear, and facing the water, face held up high...she fought with her breath until it became difficult for her to endure...40 seconds...20 more would make a minute...she couldn’t...ah, ‘Time’ she thought again...she held her breath and stopped breathing...the water fell on her hair, nose everywhere but she couldn’t feel it...for her, It was all still... ‘When time stood still?’ she wondered? Wrong way of expressing the right thing like many other right things, she thought… ‘Time’ went on…at least, in this world…No water moved or touched her...Time devoured these events as she held her breath...she was not even breathing, technically not even alive...those few seconds, she saved on this earth that she would live later...

she laughed at her silly thought drawing in lots of water as she laughed...she chocked over and felt 'Alive'....time again she thought, If she dint breathe...It dint matter, she saved time...But ‘Time’ went on...continued....those moments she was elsewhere where a different time zone was followed probably???...Maybe she went close to the gates of heaven or hell...she dint care at the moment....’Time here and Time there’...she awed....
she often heard that meditation prolonged life...One of those lines, we hear often...But never think, preferring to deny since its eerie....If you dint breathe...and held your breath...what they called meditation coz it involved proper technique...what would happen to all that time that was yours???...of course, saved to live later?...Life prolonged?

In this regard, she also dint understand how one wasted time saving time for later...probably, for when they knew to what better to make out of it...This was disturbing her simple graph...Time Vs. Life....directly proportional, it should yield a straight line…but this holding breath seemed to extend an alternate path, at every point in the graph, there was a choice...she stepped out of the shower and grabbed a pencil and a paper to calculate roughly how 10 min of meditation in a day saved life for an average life of 70 years, also all those times we held our breath when exposed to a bad stink, she thought…negligible....she ran back to her room, all drenched in her towel and calculated it to 4258 hours, approximating to 177 days…she ran back to the bathroom, wondering what this meant… ‘Time here and time there’ was running in her mind…what about purgatory??? it offered an other course…all this while here, ‘time’ was playing with her sense of belief…sense…and yes, she seemed to understand, where the cycle had to complete…her senses transported her to various time zones…

Without much similitude, she suddenly remembered an article she read in the ‘Readers digest’ that said about people getting better ideas in the shower, where there mind lay relaxed...Hmm...she thought...distracted from what time was teaching her and stopped the shower and wiped the mirror with her hand that was covered with mist now...she looked at herself and smiled... ‘I love you’ the look read, she relished the feeling of being alive...


To be continued…