He spoke, “There are miles to walk my darling. ” – A Sage.
“I was pondering inside my book and I was just diverted with his words. My mind chattered,” Who was he to disturb my reading?
I was about to say something but I saw him. His saffron dress robe and colored forehead, his heads and whitish hair of experiences forbid me to say anything.
I hummed,” Was he my character in this book entitled,” The story of a sage.” But how can Does he speak?
He can be associated when I complete my book. What a nuisance fantasy!
He took his command again, “Darling don’t be a celibate. You have to enjoy your every life without repressing your emotions as you had already suffered the lots of happenings in your life.
You are the mysterious kid which nature had gifted to this world while wedding the earth. So, be yourself, your time to become a butterfly will come soon.
Me, a twenty nine year old woman can be a kid! I turned my grimmest face over him as I am into the celibate world, this was the satire for me.
For the last fifteen years, I felt failure to attain the innocent lady like responsibilities, packing my stuff to gather myself and deciding myself to be a monk.
I was an ugly cleft lip girl and abused in many ways in every affairs of my life. I had been psychologically devastated after the death of my parents.
No love from any relatives and I had been wondering what is there in my life? I had given up writing, reading, room decorations, photography and cooking culinary dishes after these hard thoughts started hitting on me.
And to my worst wonder, one year before, I had known about an ugly girl who had committed suicide, because her own husband had married her for property and she was heavily eve teased during her husband’s party?
Mother in law and whole lady parties took her necklaces and made her maid of nowhere.
Her degree of education remains useless and she started having depression.
One day she committed the suicide. Now, what’s the point of this statement was, my mind had created the black tunnel of my life that my marriage will be disgusting and
I wrapped myself that I won’t be the woman of this marriage, suicide, beauty and depression. As they are fundamentally related with society.
I decided to be a monk simply after following some classes of some religious attributes.
So! I was prepared to be a lady monk. I crave a lot of books regarding sage life and disassociated myself with the worldly happiness and materialistic stature. I had lost into some divine energies.
And now he came, who was he to decide my future?? Is he a futurist or a character just humming his playfulness of words from this book?
He was the stranger right!
He said,” Again, Darling, no more queries, be quiet kid. You have a lot to do with your potential.
You are suppressing your desires and emotions and that is not necessary. You are a beautiful kid and you have an iota of things to present your ideas in front of the world.
You know nature makes love in silence and reproduce their growth in silence, accept that mark. You don’t have to be like me as I had given up all my desires and I had been into some person.
You are a blessed kid, you have to be yourself now let no theories and rumors manipulate you!
Don’t walk away rather face it with a beautiful smile? But just don’t give up and vanish now.
You are the sun of this universe just feel the orange colors scattered in the sky and spread your talent in the same way.
I was as numb as he spoke those rays of words. I felt hypnotized. I started to cry. I started to be more and more emotional and I just saw his glances and he smiled and vanished right away.
See, I neither hello to him with a warm feeling nor gave him any treat like gestures.
He came as a stranger, opened the door of warmth in me and without any expectations he went away.
I gave myself a disgusted look, and realized the dust of my mind and thoughts.
I decided to finish my book which had a mysterious conclusion,” I was there underneath a riverside watching you, my kid.
Come here after finishing your work with a smiling spirit and your godly father is waiting for your peaceful gratifying face. You are welcomed heartily after finishing your duties”
I felt God in those words -The Story Of A Sage
With no seconds to waste, I unchained my bag and started to work upon my passionate activities which I had let them die inside me.