“Can you see her?” my heart whispered.
“I can’t, but I would die to…”
“Just close your eyes… … and unlock your dreams… …and then, look again.”
I opened my eyes…
“What do you see?”
A vast blue ocean under an endless blue sky where little white clouds sailed on and off greeted me. And with that, a gentle cool zephyr blew on my face that brought with it a strange, sweet and inviting fragrance of some far unknown land. I looked around. It was a small stretch of sandy shore followed by a long rocky beach. On the backside, I saw a forest that separated the seaside from the world across it. And from there I could hear the sweet chirp of birds and the melody of the sea breeze playing with the leaves of the trees. As I stepped forward, I saw a small boat in the mid of the ocean that was out of my sight, lost in the ocean in a moment again. And the next moment the strange, sweet breeze from the sea brought to me an enchanting tune from the flute of some distant lover…
“What place is this? Is this heaven?”
“Is it? You know this place, don’t you? You have dreamt of this place so many times, haven’t you?”
“I don’t understand.”
With long high breath, I did so. And I saw something familiar. It was a pebble. I picked it up. It was round… It was smooth… And, it was blue, just like ocean in front of me. As I looked around I saw similar things all over the beach.
“I know this place, I know this place.”
“Yes, you know this place. You have known this all your life, and even before that. Its you who created it in your dreams, the most beautiful place, anywhere. It’s…”
“Yes, it is … the land of the blue pebbles… tell me… can you see her now?”
“Where is she?”
“Look… there… on the rocks…”
There at a distance, I saw someone sitting on a rock right at the edge of the sea. She wore a dazzling white gown that contrasted brilliantly with the richness of her skin. She was sitting there with her arms folded around her knees and her head immersed in it. Her dark dense long hair covered her back just like the beautiful night that blankets the mysterious world underneath. After a moment, she looked up at the ocean as her locks danced passionately on her innocently pious smiling face. And yet she had a tear just out of her eye, no less pure than the morning dew. And then she stood up, right at the edge of the rock. Slowly, she raised her head looking towards the sky, and then lifted up her beautiful bare arms, spreading them like the wings of a free flying bird. And then she stood there inviting the ocean, closing her eyes. The waves craved to touch her, but they broke down crashing on the rock, only managing to kiss her elegant feet before going back. But then, one lucky wavelet managed to fly and splash on her face. The droplets dripped down from her forehead, some tenderly caressing her angelic eyelids and then her blissfully chiseled nose, while some stroked down affectionately her beatific cheeks washing away that solitary teardrop and then kissing her shivering petalled lips, before tickling her nervous throat and dripping further down, exploring the veiled world of her bosoms and beyond. As she stood there with her arms wide open, the wind and the water rushed on her making every strand of her hair dance in joy and each strand of her gown embrace her like her true love. She stood there in beauty, in freedom, in strength, in chaste and… in love…
“Do you see her now?”
“Yes, I see her.Who is she?”
“You tell me.”
“But I dont know her!”
“Oh yes you do. You always have.”
“Tell me what do you feel?”
“I feel… I feel like seeing an angel of heaven exuding her charm over my world, robbing my self completely.”
“And what do you want?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
“I am confused.”
“What do you mean?”
I didn’t know what I meant. As I stood in front of her looking at her eyes, I was not sure what I felt like. I felt excited as well as scared, I felt lost as well as rediscovered, I felt strong but I trembled as well. I didn’t know what I should do. I wanted to talk but her smile had already muted me. I wanted to touch her but she seemed unattainable.
I wanted to feel her presence in my life but she seemed an angel of a distant world, a world beyond my reach.
What was I supposed to do?
Was I to go upto her?
Was I to talk?
Was I to love?
Or was I just to stand there silent and admire?
Was I to surrender?
Had I already?
I didn’t know. Yes, I was confused, I ever was, but I knew one thing. In my dreams, in my land of the blue pebbles, where I still see the blue sky, the white clouds, the blue ocean, the white sands, the raging waves, the dark rocks; where I still hear the chirping birds, the chanting woods, the roaring sea, the enthralling flute; and where the breeze still brings the scent of a far unknown land, where the souls of heaven and earth meet to form something words are not made to describe, she will always be there with all her blissful beauty and her arms wide open waiting for the flute’s tune, the waves, the breeze… and perhaps… me…