Through my Lens-27

 

Hi!

Welcome to TML, my quest to capture ordinary beauty in my surroundings and bring to you some pictures, raw and aesthetic. This week’s picture has a mystical and possibly weird aura to it, read ahead at your own risk…

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I was in my grandma’s kitchen garden, eager  to see which veggies she was growing in those days. At the entrance was a tree, not very tall, a young adult perhaps,  with nothing fancy to turn one’s head back and have a second look.

I crossed over , My attention rapt at the beautiful flora ahead.  After I had gone through the area, I turned to leave and faced the tree once again. This time I noticed that this tree had sturdy roots and how wild foliage was growing between them. It seemed mystical, something  beautiful and had definitely grabbed my attention for the same reason. The drab roots now were a thing of beauty. Also, This tree reminded me of those elusive storytelling trees, holding secrets and mysteries in their wake. Tales which left you spellbound in the mystical and dark world.Lost in these thoughts, I clicked a picture of the roots and the new life proliferating with the aid of its sturdy support. An old form supporting a new one was beautiful and worth a click.

As I was about to leave again, I noticed a spider creeping up the roots of the tree getting lost inside the foliage in no time. As I stood there, a honey bee swarmed past me but instead of settling on a nearby flower, it went straight into the bark and vanished.

Now that was perplexing. I could not believe what I had seen. I bent down to carefully see the foliage, expecting the bee to be lying there. But there was nothing  at that place. I stood up and touched the bark at the place I had seen the bee vanishing.  The bark felt as rough and hard as it should have been. I poked my finger at the spot the bee had vanished but in vain. ‘Maybe it was just my imagination’, I thought and started back once again. I had only taken a few steps when I heard a voice singing- a sweet, soft voice, almost in whispers. That was no lyrical song, just a tune, a tune which could mesmerize, soothe and  transport one to world of ecstasy and peace…until one realized its source, which was the tree’s trunk!

I was getting more and more skeptical of the place and the hot sun glowering overhead was not helping either. It was in my best interests to get back into grandma’s house.I quickened my steps and it was then I felt something clinging to my ankle. A chill went down my spine. I instantly jerked my foot and in the same moment looked down, only to see a big web and a sturdy one at that, circled about my left ankle.

‘How could  that have happened? I must have stood here for nothing more than thirty seconds!’ .I jerked and freed my foot from the web’s hold. Just as I was about to sprint back, I heard my name being called, the voice coming from the trees’s direction. I turned around, staring at the tree in amazement. This was getting ridiculous and weird at the same time. But by now, I was interested. Very interested . The anxiety and the fear of the unknown which had started gripping me until then, suddenly vanished. I retraced those few steps back to the tree. My hand unconsciously went upto it, my fingers touching its rough and callous bark. And then I went blank.

The next memory I have is of the time my I first heard my grandma calling out for me. As her voice entered my ears, I regained consciousness and  noticed where I was. My hand still touching the tree, I stood there staring at its bark. I quickly detached from that place and hurried to my grandma. It came out that she had come out looking for me, since it had been long I had gone out. Perplexed, I took out my phone from my pocket and saw the time. It been over an hour! And to me, it seemed like it was just then I had come out to see the garden, adjoining grandma’s home. I certainly couldn’t have spent more than fifteen minutes looking the veggies and the rest of it … what was I doing the in the balance time?  The moment I had regained my senses, I had a feeling that a passage of time had elapsed but I could not remember how much or  anything about what had happened in between that time. Was I sucked inside the tree or I simply stood there blank, I know not. Yet, I know there was something inexplicable and mystical, which had crossed my path, whether I liked it or not. And I longed for answers I had been denied…was this a beginning of a something new or just an incident I would look back at someday?

 

Jump to the next part!

PS: This is a work of fiction, something which came to me on seeing the tree and the way a new life clung to it. It reminded me of mysticism and magic!

30 comments

  1. Sha'Tara · May 16, 2016

    Wonderful thoughts. If you feel you experienced “something new” then you’ll just have to chase it. These things come and go. If they’re ignored, they go, and they won’t come back. That was what is called an “awaking” dream.

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    • Hargun Wahi · May 16, 2016

      Indeed. These things come and go..and mostly never come back. Awaking dream is a term which would bring a lot of sanity and meaning to the story .

      I’m glad you liked the narrative Sha’Tara. Thanks a lot 😊

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  2. Beparvah !! · May 16, 2016

    Firstly, amazing capacity to capture anything around you and add a meaning to it..
    Secondly, too courageous to poke your finger inside that …i mean it could have been risky, but
    Brilliant way to express the thoughts… Waiting for the next part !! 🙂 pls tc ..

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    • Hargun Wahi · May 16, 2016

      Thank you so much 😊 I’m glad you liked the way to look at the world through my lens. That surely motivated me to keep going. Stay tuned for the next part in TML 28 !

      Also, poking the finger was out of sheer curiosity and a way to confirm the truth I had just seen. This curiosity overpowered fear.

      Have a great week ahead 😊.

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      • Beparvah !! · May 16, 2016

        Surely, waiting for the next one.
        But pls take care, curiosity is great but pls tc before you end up doing similar experiments…
        Tc .

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  3. Shrikant Lavhate · May 16, 2016

    Good read 👍

    Liked by 1 person

  4. draliman · May 16, 2016

    Creepy 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    • Hargun Wahi · May 16, 2016

      Creepy it was!
      Especially when one hears one’s name being called…and that too from a tree 😓
      Thanks a lot for stopping by to read this 🙂

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  5. Nitin · May 16, 2016

    that’s really good. your observation is getting reflected in the writing. 🙂 🙂

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  6. anand · May 17, 2016

    Very nice… Hoping to see a sequel 😉

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  7. Aquileana · May 17, 2016

    That was very catching and well penned… It seems that the protagonist experience a sort of metamorphosis with Nature, as being blended somehow… I truly liked your descriptions and the way that tree is personified somehow… very nice, dear Hargun… 🙂 All the best to you!, Aquileana 😀

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    • Hargun Wahi · May 17, 2016

      Thank you so much Aquileana 🙂
      Those words really did make me feel writing this was fruitful.. A reader actually seeing and appreciating the gist of the story is the best I can get.
      Thanks again 🙂
      Also, the protagonist is entangled with nature and its creations as will be revealed in the upcoming posts 😉

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  8. Somali K Chakrabarti · May 18, 2016

    Wow..you have made this interesting. Almost real. Wonderful narration 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Cezane & Michelle · May 19, 2016

    As a reader, i found this read relaxing, i got a sense of calmness whilst reading and i love every read which makes me feel this. And as it goes, curiosity is the compass that leads us to our passion! – Cezane

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    • Hargun Wahi · May 19, 2016

      Thank you Cezane. I’m glad you could connect with the post in such a way. Posting this one gave me peace and a sense of accomplishment too 🙂
      Keep enjoying the posts !

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  10. Prakash Hegade · May 22, 2016

    Had not expected you would make this out of that image. That read ahead alert had already built the curiosity!

    Nice read Hargun. The queries are invoked with curiosity in readers head. Would like to know what happened amidst and ahead! 🙂

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  12. litadoolan · May 30, 2016

    Beautiful story I love the way it gently opens up and then takes you somewhere new. Great picture too. Looking forward to reading more on your blog.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Hargun Wahi · May 30, 2016

      I’m glad you liked how it builds up 🙂
      Thanks a lot !
      The next part is already out, you can read that whenever you get time ☺

      Like

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