Solid as rock, constant
as darkness and surrounded by algae, the environment felt quite weightless. The
lively feeling of feeling the heartbeat was missing. The heart was missing. The
gust of air bubbles popping towards the surface was exhausted. The air got
exhausted. The primary sense of distinguishing the world underwater was
missing. Nothing can be sensed anymore. Like a rusty broken bunker ship, I am
lying on the bottom of the well.
What an absurd end.
Deeply sunk into this stagnant pit, the world appears literally round on the
top. Though my existence on land doesn’t exist anymore, my ominous aura will
haunt this well for eternity. Instead of pushing myself to the extremes of this
well, I could have pushed myself to the extremes of life. Now, I cannot reverse
what I have done.
With the failure and
shame of losing my soul mate, I lost my soul to this well. I thought killing me
will take away all the sorrow and suffering, but the life really begins after
life. Both my mind and soul are not
bound to time anymore. Without a body to
channelize, this well will be my body from now. Every drop of it will be
composed with my properties.
Ashwin Muralidharan,
ready to possess you.
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