Thursday, July 22, 2010

Unborn




Before she died, she had one last look at the sky. She has been sleeping since then, only to keep waking in another dream.

Now she found herself on an island with no trees and three crystals. The crystals were the shiniest she had ever seen.

“Do you like them?” said a voice which came from nowhere.

The sparkles told her that she wasn’t in a dream. Nothing so pure can be untrue.

“They were sons of the same mother.” the voice continued.

“Sorry??” she mumbled, uncertainly.

“I’ll explain. What was Newton’s greatest accomplishment?”

“Calculus? Laws of motion?”

The voice smirked.

“No, child. Newton became ‘The Theory of Relativity’.”

“So, the dead turn into theories or crystals?”

“Yes, they do, into ideas, into events, into all things that are beyond the realms of meek, the living beings. Mona Lisa, the Ninth Symphony, Zero; each one of them came into existence after centuries of suffering of the dead. ”

“What about the beginning, when there was no one to die?”

“No creation is free of the guilt of destruction.”

“Then who died for Big Bang? Was it God?”

“A force more potent.”

“What was it?”

“Loneliness.”

Even the waves paused for a moment.

“Nothing else explodes with such magnificence.”

And then the voice disappeared. And the crystals melted into tears and were stolen by the momentary breeze before the sand could swallow them, leaving her alone on the island of melancholy, till the day she turns herself into lyrics, yet unsung.


(My entry to the contest here . 250 words-limit and the story must be based on the image above. The contest is still open July 28.)

14 comments:

Ruchira said...

extremely extremely well written Prashant !

Neha said...

Simply awesome!

santasizing...Fantasizing said...

beautifully written...:)

BrownPhantom said...

Thanks a lot Ruchira, Neha and Santa-fanta :).

Grayquill said...

I enjoyed your 250 words of excellence. That was fun. Good work. You do write well.

Preeti Shenoy said...

I take a bow.
Already raved about it on my blog :)[ and boasted also about your smartness..If only some of it rubs off on me :P ;-) :-)

Cheers
Preeti

BrownPhantom said...

@Grayquill,
Thanks for the kind words :).

@Preeti,
Oh come on !! :)

Shruthi said...

very well written :) it was like reading poetry.

and write more often pliss :)

Me said...

feels good to be back home again..
I wish they ask u to turn his into a series :)

Eveline said...

You, my friend, rock! Excellent post. :)

BrownPhantom said...

@Eveline, Me, Shruthi,
Thank you so much ladies :).

Bala said...

Arey ! jeetega bhai jeetega ..brown-Phantomm jeetega ...

Choco said...

OMG! Wow... I am so wowed.. Beautiful, deep and melancholic...

Minu said...

perfect traits of a writer! is a script/book in the pipeline- prashant?
though must admit - took a couple of reads to get the gist:)