The Black Hole-3

Why?
Why not before today?

Why today?

He felt that these questions were the clouds, glowing with a silver tinge in the moonlight, wafting over the dark, cool ocean of his mind, its waters also reflecting the same tranquil silver moonlight.

He was at peace.

And he knew that he was asking questions that must be answered.

Questions that are asked only at rare moments such as these.
Questions through which your Self talks directly to you.

And he knew that the answers were within him.

Those answers would take him closer to his Self. They would tell him what it meant to Be.

He got up, went to his table and lit the lamp. He was aware that he had a report to be submitted early next morning. He had thought that he would finish it after coming from the dinner.

But now, he just picked up that file, kept it on his bed, cleared the clutter on the table, and took out a clean sheet of paper.

And he began to write.

He wrote in abandon. He thought as he wrote, and wrote what he thought. He was feeling more and more amazed. Was it He who was writing? Were these His thoughts? Why had he never felt them before?

But there was no time to pause. No time to re-read what had been written. No time to wonder about such exclamations.

He knew that it was Now or Infinity.

If he stopped mid-way, the spell would end, and he wouldn’t know after what infinite span he would get a glimpse of his Self again.

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