Sweet Escape

The Sun shone weakly on the mildly cold winter morning. A round orange ball, so vulnerable and so lost of its power. It was so weak that the Gold from its surface had merged in unison with the Deep Orange that seemed to defy all rules. These rules had bound the Sun to be the powerful one, always illuminating the world. But, today as He hugged the woman who he had loved, the Sun seemed to have learnt a lesson. It was all so in sync with what was happening in his life. But, he had travelled across the world, seen so much that anything now hardly ever excited him.

As he took her into his strong arms, held her along her delicate waist, he could feel the melting away of all the sourness that he had felt towards her all this while. The Sun hidden behind clouds, melting in its own right, smiled upon Him. He had been on a voyage. A journey so long and eventful that he could write a book about those two days of his life! Nothing really significant happened that day, which would have triggered off such strong emotions of hatred for the world in him. She had kissed him Goodbye and he had silently vowed to never return to her, or to the world.

A Road trip to perhaps nowhere, that’s what it was. He walked long distances, beautiful paths, crowded streets, stinking slums, trafficked roads, sleeping pavements, dewy gardens. They had all provided him with a possibility of an Escape, but it never really came. He was still a part of the world that he detested. That world looked at him with expectant eyes. Those Eyes pleaded to him to bring them out of their suffering. But, he wanted to shrug it all off. After all, who was he but a lesser mortal? He tried smoke, he tried drinks. But, all these just seemed to provide him with a temporary recluse. How long could he keep smoking his lungs to death till it all became permanent? Perhaps death was the only permanence that could be achieved through them. But, that’s not what he was looking for! He was just looking for a Sweet Escape!

He had slept with other women, never really feeling Love. The emptiness of it all drew him further away from what he was actually looking for. All this now seemed to elude his sense of what he was really looking for! Did he deserve what he was looking for? Was it really worth it? Was he actually looking for escape? He could no longer figure out. His head was churning with ideas of suicide on one side and World Peace on the other! His own perspective about things seemed to delude him now! Reality seemed to be quite far now. While earlier, he had known that This was the Reality. He was Real. Now, he was not sure.

Almost like a miracle it happened. In his mindlessness he had forgotten to really witness the beauty of Nature. And, that evening, he sat at the shore of the sea and stared into the eyes of the setting Sun. For two days, he sat the same spot, his feet being washed by waves as they came closer to him. All he did, was stare at the Sun in all its helplessness, the Water which seemed to enjoy reflecting the Sun’s sorrow, the Sky which seemed to moan the Sun’s departure. And then it dawned upon him that he had to go back. To her.

So, this morning, here he was, in her arms. He had found what he was looking for. His Sweet Escape that was Love!

P.S. Don't we all say, "Love is the Drug"!?!