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Chapter 29: The Marina

 

I was sitting inside an empty boat parked by the seashore, waiting for death.

Life didn't push me to death. Death beckoned me lovingly with open arms.

Of course, they don't say live in peace. It's always rest in peace. Death is the only one that offers unconditional peace. I sat inside a small boat parked on the beach, enjoying the wind and the view.

Was this the right decision? What a question at such an hour!!
The choice is simple: do you want to live there rest of your life among women who take it upon their shoulders to mentor you on how to satisfy the whims and fancies of a man? Do you choose freedom to seeing your parents falling at the feet of uneducated cannibals, simply because they had begotten a daughter?? It was that simple...

Well.. in peace I was.. contemplating death. The sea was beautiful black.. black is beautiful. Small silver stars strewed on the black background.. even they had rules to follow - the gravitational law, the general and special laws of relativity, the Crompton effect, coulomb's law, Doppler effect, faraday's law, fermets principle, Murphy's law, ohms law, snells law, thermodynamics laws, the uncertainty principle, Van der waals forces..

As if these weren't enough, new rules were discovered and old ones disproved every day.

I looked beyond the stars... The galaxies, matter, anti-matter...dark matter dark energy, the black hole, helium, hydrogen, nuclear fusion, quasars, CMB... There was so much of beauty in this life to savor and enjoy... But here I was - thinking of how to live with the superstitions of the misogynic society... Or even better - die...

I wish ghosts existed.. no, I won't come back and haunt anyone here.. not on earth. Definitely not here.. Never here again... I want to go inside the black hole, become Spaghetti, and travel through a worm hole. But will I come out whole? Will I still be Spaghetti or will I get back my normal form? I won't need permission from the government. I won't need a spacecraft to carry me outside. I will explore the other end of the universe. Dear scientists, whatever be unfathomable questions on the universe, you can post them on my website (oh, don't bother, I will create one shortly after death), I will find out and quench your knowledge thirst, absolutely free of charge.  However, as I would be constantly traveling through the fabric of the cosmos, I may have limited or no time to respond to emails. As time travels would be involved, please don't be surprised if you receive delayed responses or if you find that the reply date is earlier than the query date..
No.. I don't have branches.. I don't work in clusters or partnerships.. I am the sole proprietor!!

I wish I could become a ghost...

The beacon of the light house suddenly snapped me back to planet Earth. I saw the massive rebounding ocean before me... The bay of Bengal, the marina- the world's first longest natural urban beach - her gorgeous waves were like the outstretched arms of a lover, impatiently awaiting to embrace me... And here I come.

I got down from the boat. I removed my gold chain and put, my watch, my mobile and my wallet inside the boat, and walked on the beautiful wet sand. The water touched my feet – the feel was divine, the waves pulled me in, I stretched my arms out in joy. Death was giving me a warm welcome.

 

Life asked death, “Why do people love me but hate you?”

Death responded, “Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth.”