Vengeance

This has been a tumultuous journey. With a devilish smirk, the world witnessed me stumble and fall. The laughter that dissolved into gulps of sweet smelling coffee and those tears that tried to wash those fossilled memories from my heart......call upon me...urge me to destroy. To kill. To finish. I bled with each of such memories only to get up and stand tall again. Now the frenzy has subsided. But I hear some voices not very distant. One of them commands me to forgive and forget. I rebel. Another wise one advices me that it is better to forgive than to burden oneself with the burden of anger. Yet another ridiculing one says storing hatred will only erode my soul. I refuse. Suddenly one solemn voice ceases the moment. It says, "never forgive and never forget. For old scars, will testify your tryst with destiny and will always tell you who are and what you wanted to be". And I believe it. The equanimity that is apparent is only an illusion. In the depths of this powerful tranquility lies a whirlpool of revenge .....that which is sans anger. How can I forget now? How can i let go now??This is that benign time when I will reopen those unhealed wounds again and nurse them with the panacea that is more vernacularly known as ‘Vengeance’. It is that fateful moment when I will serve vengeance ice cold. This revenge is not one which will consume me so much that at the end I shall be bereft of all my ability and energy to live and relish life. This one is the one that will manifest itself most glibly. Not a massive kick but just a slight push will do the damage. Then shall herald disgrace free and a calming gravity in to me. Ironically, this added gravity will take away The shame and the pain in me and I shall fly again. High, high and higher in the air. Up in the sky may be I will look down and return the same devilish smirk to this world and say to myself , “not a gush of wind; just a wisp of smoke is all that it took to be here”.