OutFocus December 2014 | Page 13

SHORT STORY THE QUEST NIRMAL HENRY To some people, it doesn’t matter if its sunrise or sunset for all their lives they have never seen light. I learnt that we learn not when there is light but when it is pitch black. We grope around in the dark, we can feel our instincts sharpen and our courage rise against the imminent danger lurking in the dark. I am blessed to have seen both light and darkness but lately the line between the two has blurred. I ask myself if this is the place I wanted to reach all my life. If yes then why am I not happy? Even with many such questions eating away my soul slowly, it never bothered me enough to find the answers. It was an unpleasant evening. The ruins of a fallen empire lay before me. The rivers of blood flashed before my eyes and the cries of people being murdered echoed in my ears. My destination lay a hundred feet away from me but I felt no rush. It had been such a long journey that I even forgot where I started but I do remember that a part of me believed this will be all over in a short span of time. We don’t realise that time passes even in stopped clocks and we believe we can outrun it one day. Time heals you as much as it scars you. I feel like I’ve run all my life to reach here and never cared to look back but when I finally am here there is nothing to look back to. I feel old and tired now and I can sense my spirit dying too but shouldn’t one taste the fruit before axing down a tree? With a torn ancient map leading to a lost treasure forming the entirety of my possessions; I started moving towards the treasure. The sun had almost set and it seemed to suck my energy with its descent. Suddenly I felt weak in the legs and heavy in the chest. My head started spinning and I crashed on the ground sending dust into my nose and mouth. I started coughing up blood. It felt like somebody pulled the rug right under me; like somebody is removing one by one the pieces of the puzzle I’ve tried to solve all my life. The micro blackouts were increasing in frequency and duration. The pain shot up and my body started spasming violently. My heartbeat echoed more intensely in my ears. As sudden as the onset, the spasming stopped. As a strange kind of calm settled upon me, I stole one final glance into the world. The sun had set finally and then everything went pitch black. 13