Rendezvous with Aryaa under Moon-lit Sky

The real essence of life and ones existence can be tasted only when one is able to come face to face with ones true form, shedding all the self-adorned hypocrisy that is needed to have a sane living in this insane world.

What is this life? To me it is just about ME and the VIEW of this world from my soul’s window. Discovering more about me through my emotions; when I interact with this world is all that I do for ‘actual’ living. Everything else is done in a mechanical way by abiding the plans that destiny has made for me. That is the only reality of life for me and rest is all an illusion.

It is late night and my mind is restless. So I grab a sheet and walk outside. The view is serene. There are hills and trees and soft green grass caressing my feet. Everything is still and the silence is overwhelming. The touch of cool breeze to my body is intoxicating. It numbs my hyper mind for a brief period and my breath slowly becomes rhythmic. I spread the sheet near a hill-top and lay down gazing at the open sky.

It is a clear sky, no clouds seen anywhere. So many tiny stars twinkling merrily help the eyes to break the vast expanse of sky and enjoy the cross-section lingering over my head. The Moon is like a bright round disc illuminating the earth with silver rays. I have noticed that it has a very profound effect on my emotions too. It unleashes the strings of imaginations which are tightly kept in check to appear focused and dedicated to mundane tasks during the daytime when I get lost in the crowd.

The fantasy-world that lies hidden in my heart during bright day light slowly unfolds under the spell of moon-lit night and star-studded sky. I take a deep breath and close my eyes and try to relax. Slowly I let go….let go all the tightening of muscles of my body…and as they loosen up…I stop feeling that part of body anymore. Finally a moment comes when I feel my body no more…just feel my breath going inside and outside in slow and steady rhythm. Then my awareness shifts. I watch a naked female form rising from me, most beautiful, sensuous, youthful, and healthy with smooth, flawless and radiant complexion smiling down at me. Slowly she moves a little bit away from me, and gazes around. I am amazed. She is like my mirror-form, got the same shape and body like me and yet she looks ethereal. A strange feeling like panic starts to trouble me. Who is she? And who am I watching her? Duality creates confusion and panic. Weakness of that moment triumphs and my body trembles and I open up my eyes and she is gone,

I am not at all happy with myself. I wish I stayed calmed and let that trance continue. But now it is gone. I rose up and sat looking aimlessly at the distant star. I started thinking about her. Why she was the same ME and yet different? I think she was the glimpse of my true form, the goddess within each woman, uninhibited, sensual, vulnerable and delicate feminine form waiting in eternity for union with the opposite form that she and only she knows. I wish her peace and ecstasy, both. I also wish to meet her often in my meditative trances and be one with her to feel her aura and discover myself through her.

Thoughts divert now, and I think of the busy day tomorrow, the conference to attend. And with a sigh, I go back to my room to get some sleep and get ready to brace the next day.