aham

endu patti..

endu patti..

i hear

voice ask

continuously..

as it

seems

as if

nothing moves..

yet

everything

moves..

yet..

eye cant see

a thing..

ears cant

hear

even my

dear friend’s

breath..

now eye

can see

the

dark

see

…!

oh dear..

could this

be

another one

of those

dreams

..?

why does

it seem

all so..

so like..

smoke..

..?

it..

may be

may..

be..

a dream..

because

eye can see

us approaching…

a sage..

...

the calm one

sits

under

a tree..

in peace

all dark..

eye looks up..

huge green canopy..

all shady trees..

as eye turns

to look down..

suddenly

..form has knelt

before

the great one..

how come..

..

God only knows..

eye looks

at the calm figure..

looks familiar..

but cant place..

oh..

what a loving face..

ears exclaim..

are those

..footsteps..?

fast..

coming towards..

us..

..

who..

could it be..?

eye wonders

silently…

a great one

in robes..

the robes gleam

in the

dark shade..

as the form

approaches

our shady glade..

eye sees

..it stop..

prnaam..

speaks

the voice..

in wonder

eye sees..

now..

the form kneels

in front

of that serene

one..

prnaam dear sage

Sorry to bother

you..

your peace..

please help me

i need

to put

that deer

to sleep..

i do not wish

to prolong

its suffering..

plus..as king..

if i do not

free that deer..

its cries

will attract

hungry beasts..

and put

all subjects here

in grave danger..

do please convey

to me..

great One..

if that wounded deer

has

passed this way..

no words

required..

just a nod

do i

request..

something speaks

suddenly..

from where

it comes

eye looks around

to see..

but strangely

the voice

seems to come

from

ignorant me..

..!

oh..

desperate..i try

to stop..

but it wont..

it is

fate now..

o great king

ears hear

voice say..

your deer

has passed

another way..

the bowed head

lifts..

placing the crown

at the sage’s feet..

then gently

swiftly..

leaves

the scene

now all is

back..

as it was

before..

dark and green..

just the sage

and

me..

ignorant me..

…

oh..what

have i done..

what if

the king returns

what if

the king

does not find

a deer..

..?

but now fate

is sealed

it clearly seems

beyond repair..

nothing

can be done..

nothing

can be done..

..says something

is it..

fear...

?

yet..how

strange..

head is

nodding..

to itself..

what an

occurrence..

what

a happening..

how unmoved…

is one

..

how

moving..

another..

now..

all eye can

see

is

two....

who..

cancel each other

entirely..

...

...

...

zoom...

we seem

to slide..

again..

as

ears hear

the perplexed question..

as eye whispers..

to thakshaka..

oh dear friend..

which?

is..

the

brave king..

which one..

..?

the

loving saint

..

…

…