Transitory Nation

By TANMAY SOLANKI

What realm is this!.... dark and cold and misty; like a forgotten nightmare in the attic of the Subconscious. Conjuring at will.... like an elephant in heat; nonchalant to its master's command; fearless of the bull- hook and the severity that would follow.

Miles of stalagmites..... disobedient in their approach, a group undefined but held together by force.

A path as unsure as its symmetry, paved with dreams and aspirations and longings from a distant home; shining with star trackers and wings of orbiters...... unknown! Glazed with the finest quartz to protect the hearts of Aluminium.....chamber of the restless souls.

Riding on the wave of self- belief and expertise, and the ever deceptive science of 'Technical Know-how'. Breaking into an unknown civilization, spread with debris of 'Vacuum Walkers'..... reminders of failed operations but regained hopes.

To the glittering Central Dome, I drag my weightless soul.

The chance of union bleaker with each step I take; as I look back at the crater born out of a hasty pounce. And the worthy air bound by time and ounce; Indicating it's nearing end before mine, with a gap of a few bellows from the Creator Divine. Courage and Will, my companion on earth; prove their relevance on a faraway turf;

Now the Dome is over my head and the life giving air is full. The inside is equally grim, but faces of my fore -father's shine, with a light unknown to mortals, and sockets dark as portals. My learning was futile, for words don't matter this while; what comes through them, enters my psyche.... in no time.

They conveyed they have been here..... waiting for their time; and there are others also, if my eyes could find.

They tell me much about their life in this vibration...... what they call as their 'Transitory-Nation'. I also get to know about their ethereal bodies; much lighter and healthier than ours..... their senses so developed, they can hear and see things afar.

Food and drink and air they do not require; water can't wet, burn can't fire. They wait in peace and purity, all day long! and their thoughts are like a divine song. I can feel it in my system too, a happiness of the sort, no human ever knew. "There is a higher vibration than this", they say;" which is the abode of the Eternal.....

we wait for our turn to cross over ; the Light that you see afar, is our destination".

"It inspires us to meditate deep upon it, so we could cover the distance that lies between; which otherwise would sum up to a gap, never foreseen".

When I looked up to the 'Light', I saw a faint glow, but when you look longer.... the vision grows. I saw everything in that 'Illumined Purity' ; a peace giving radiance with such rarity. I saw lives of people , I saw lifetimes, I saw Worlds.....floating in space and time. I saw sparks serene , travelling up to it, in all humility and wonder and a sense of unparalleled joy.

The light consuming them all and being consumed in the process; A vision beyond visions, the ultimate in joy and everlasting peace was near...... and this, to my mind was clear. In sheer ecstasy, I asked the blessed souls, what warrants me this privilege to behold. And so they answered,

" Your deeds....and the Divine will.....to make you see the Glory, in human form......to know the essence and the source of love..... to return and spread lovingly..... from the treasure trove". Made sense, these words to me.... and the greatest of all Visions.....was right there in front of me.

Though I could always feel the Divine within..... since long! but only today was the vision so strong.

And to my own bewildered self, strange as it may sound, I held this vision since nascent years ; and the very thought filled my eyes with tears. An honour so full, a purpose so replete, beyond the doubting self.......beyond fear or defeat. A strength unknown and a desire soaring; lifted me up in ether pure..... like a bubble past its prime, has no dwelling on the floor. It took me through the portals and 'Icy Stills' in time; towards the Earthly I moved, from the destination Divine. A failed mission, with astounding success; brought me out of my slumbering recess.

Now, a vision entrenched deep and a purpose thrusting ahead ! With a head, firm on my shoulders, and feet on the 'Blue Spheroid'..... no more pretensions and excuses to avoid; I take my first steps, without the erstwhile shake! For the oysters ahead......pearls I shall make! White as the truth, I shall tell! about the Light........ within each that dwells.

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By TANMAY SOLANKI