The Circle – part 1

Far away on the other side of the river, I saw a woman in white clothes with her little son holding her finger. Their clothes were flowing in the air and they were whispering something. They were hopeful that I would listen to them. They were agitated, they were worried. They wanted to scream but they couldn’t .

Maybe they were shouting but it was only reaching me like a breath flowing through the surface of the river. They wanted me to come to them but this river, it was turning to something else.

I approached the edge of the river, it was becoming red, like blood red. It was poisonous, it smelled like acid. But I felt like I should cross it and so I dived into the river.

It was freezing cold and it slowly numbed my body. I swam as fast as I could against the upstream but I couldn’t move an inch. Something was pulling me from them. I looked back- Oh hell! Thousands of demons, all soaked in blood gathered around me.

They were holding my body, pulling me to every direction. It was pandemonium all around. Their voices all around me, they were screaming at me. It was tearing me apart. I tried my best to move ahead but the more I pulled the lesser I moved.

I looked at the woman, she raised her hand and tried desperately to reach me. I was totally engulfed with pain, dejection and agony. My head was cracking into pieces and my body was trembling with pain. I wanted to get out of that.

“Please, someone help!”

Then I heard the voice-

“Life is just an illusion, what you seek is beyond humans. Wake up son, you have to make it quick. “

I opened my heavy eyes with some difficulty to see the familiar face.

To be continued…

©2020 Piyush Singh

The Circle-part 2