In to the unfathomable realms,
She thus descended;
None had been the preparation for it,
Sparing the Faith that was her sole carrier;
No one had been there to accompany,
But the love that rested in her soul,
What did not desert her however,
Was the God’s grace…..
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It was soon going to end. A chapter of life in the book of her soul’s
journey.
Ananya was lying on the bed completely silent and
complacent. She was turning back the pages of her life just to review how well
the chapter of her life was written. The perspectives on those incidents which at
sometime had been foolhardy and vain, in retrospect, now certainly were more
clear with a slight degree of ease and a slight of disconnect. All her
relations, all her memories, all her dreams were dear to her. But how much so
ever one must be attached, how much so ever one must have love in the heart, it
can’t stop one from approaching the culmination of that pleasant journey. Such
were the thoughts running in her head and she understood at this moment that
the real essence of love was love itself. Love is something that is eternal,
capable of transcending the material realms. Her non existence was the non
existence of the body alone for she will be alive in the form of love, in some corner of the universe, unseen, unheard, untouched
but free to be felt by those who live to love.
At times like these hallucinations are not uncommon. But
she still had her mind at work which was busy in the evaluation of her life and
she thus concluded that it had been a nice and pleasant journey all in all,
with a certain flaws and a lot more imperfections, but what charm a perfect
life would carry? Imperfections teach us a lot more and make our journey a lot
more worthwhile. About her dreams and wishes, she could reckon, many were
granted and many were denied. But the unfulfilled lot did not make her any less
complacent. For the dreams which came true, she was grateful and for the ones
which never materialized, she was forgetful, for nothing mattered now when she
was about to take leave. With all the grace god has always bestowed on her, her
only feeling at this time was of satisfaction and love.
With peace in her mind, and gratitude in her heart, she
closed her eyes gracefully. She was gone in that moment. Gone into a world
unknown to the mortals but perhaps suited to the immortal soul.
In her last moments, it did not matter to her whether she
was entering into an end or into the beginning of a new end, what did matter to
her was how much she had been able to live, love, learn and grow in the course
of her journey.
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