“Drift along, blend your soul with her spirit and realize the euphoria within.”
A blue sky covers the lush green fields as he turns to just have the view of a wandering ray. It is difficult to identify the source, the aura, which wears the jewel that is reflecting the rays. All he can see is a hazy picture of a girl. The sight of her gives him a strange tranquility, and an urge to wake and walk, to find the hope he has been wanting for ages. Just a few more steps ahead lay the beauty that could satiate a long craved desire. Her scent is like a magnet drawing metallic scrapes. In a numbed state of absolute desperation one can’t feel the beats. Like in that numbed state, he just stumbles to fall and yet again continue his quest for the oasis rose. She welcomes him with her arms stretched to reach him and pull him up.
Lily, the ephemeral beauty smiles and says “Hey there, wassup?”
“Do I need to answer that? Seems like just another mundane introduction to another loss.” Jack answers trying to get a clearer picture.
“Loss? I believe you are known to crack just anything that comes your way.”
“A friend once told me that I could do just anything. Yet I never believed. And here I am trying to figure out where exactly could such a babe have met this idiot.” unmoved as he was used to constant admiration answers the lad.
“It doesn’t have to be a win always for one to win. And it doesn’t necessarily have to be a question to every question that has been asked.”
Royally, with a sense of self indignation, Jack questions back, “We are like this and we don’t believe in what you believe. Who the hell are you and why are you here? What possible intention could you have to help a wandering soul in the wilderness? And before we come to that why on earth would one, who could be called a princess, try to meet, let alone talk to a guy, who in no means shows any trait of decency?”
“Who taught you all that crap? Names Lily and I happened to pass by. Saw you in the wrecked state and thought you were already dead. I just came to dig a grave, but it happens that you don’t need one. Here, take this, you seem to have been starving.”
“Do all the people around here have such thoughts when they see people from other places?”
“Do all the people from your place always ask so many questions?”
And then Jack takes a bite at the weird looking stuff offered. He somehow doesn’t find it as bad as he expected it to be. He was rather pleased with it and was savoring its taste.
“What’s this?” Jack asks and then follows it up in a subtle tone “Name’s Jack and am used to perturbing people, even in their dreams.”
Lily, not moved, says “Feel free to do what you want to, now that you are in shape, I will go forward. I do have to take care of other morons who keep giving impressions of being dead on the Mountain of Life.”
“What!!!” … “Mountain of Life!” Jack asks bewildered. “How could I be in a place which existed in fantasies?”
“It’s no fantasy, young man. The Mountain of Life is a place which can only be reached if you follow the path leading to nowhere. Further, you need to pass through the Mesmerized Realms of existence to finally get to the gates of the Mountain of Life.” Lily pauses as she speaks and finds Jack intensely looking at her with a startled look. “Don’t be so startled. By this time you already must have realized that you are no ordinary mortal and I am no ordinary girl. And if you have not, then you better do, for it would not be possible to get a life without having realized that.”
“You mean to say that I am an Illusionist?” Jack asks still bewildered. “And why on earth do you call me Young man – Old Hag?”
“No you are a Delusionist” says Lily rather mused. “And you are not supposed to call ephemeral beauty ‘Old Hag’. Better learn a few manners or I will have to teach you some.” Lily reiterates instantly in a somewhat not so friendly tone.
“Who are you? Ephemeral beauty ought to be better than this.”
“I am Lily, as I had said before. You seem to have lost a bit of your sanity in the transform from Lurkshire to the Mountain of Life. Ephemeral as you seem to not understand means short-lived or transient. When you saw me the first time, an image got imprinted on that dumb head of yours. And you still see that image and I keep changing, which only one who sees me rightly can understand, until I become the Goddess of Charm.”
“No, I did not lose my sanity. You are Lily, but that’s not your true name. It can not be. When I saw you, as I was staring the ray, I realized that you were a princess. However, I had no idea who you were. But deep inside I did know that you had come to usher Life.” still perturbed with the sudden realizations.
Lily is in the air as a strange spell seems to cast on Jack. Numbed by an unknown feeling, he falls unconscious on the grass. He is not able to get a grasp of fading lights and distant murmurs. It’s as though the reels close and a black screen saying ‘The End’ appears.