IN SEARCH OF MYSELF
In a gloomy night,where the fragrance of Alstonia spread around, slowly, step by step, I walked through the field where the leaves of the bushes were sharp as awls. My feet followed the path of a narrow road that ended in a forest silent for so long. My lips murmured softly in the quiet air as I stepped beside the darkest woods. My eyes searched for a face in the dark that carried a faint glitter through the night. I found her standing still within a lonely yard, her face clouded deeply like a restless sea. That old, lean face felt strangely familiarβ those blue round eyes and long, flowing hair. I tried to recognise her, yet failed somehow, while forgotten memories struck me for a while. All of a sudden, I realised who she was; my heart beat louder and my breath stood still. It was like a reflection in a shining mirror through which I began to discover myself. I could see my face within her sparkling eyes reflecting the secrets of my hidden soul. It was my true self I longed to explore, the self concealed beneath the world around me. β Akhil S.

