The faith

There was a far off land hidden for ages from the ambitious sailors who wished to explore all that exists. There was a far off land where humans still existed and were not an endangered species. And there was a far off land where faith could heal.

Lucky was I to have been a living entity over there for a few hours deported through illusion. Tall trees which of course couldn’t compete with modern structures lined the coast. The earth had a fragrance which was a testimony to humanity that is ever persistent. The winds never became tired carrying the laughs and conveying wishes.

People were warned of a terrific tsunami triggered by an earthquake under the sea. But panic was nowhere seen on the faces that coexisted for long. There was neither a rush to evacuate the place nor was there agony over the impending disaster. I urged them to move but they wouldn’t. They said that nature never betrayed them. What has given shelter and food to them for a long time would never be eager to bury them under the blue waters. Faith makes one lose their rationale, I thought but I was proved wrong towards the end.

I ran and ran till I was devoid of energy. Drops of sweat were trickling from my forehead that wouldn’t stop. My heart became younger and faster. I wished to stop and relax but fear wouldn’t permit me to do so. Moving images of me being buried under the still waters have given me the necessary momentum. I got stated for a second round of the trial to save myself.

My feet were moving forward but the distance between me and the waves only diminished. Defeated, I knelt down and was swept away.

On the way to destiny, I could see those people clinging onto the trees. Nature seemed to have protected them, but I was being dragged into the deep ocean. Faith had headed them while my faith which ridiculed theirs had made me a silent being.