A Candle In The Wind

The road is narrow. Dark and full of sharp stones lay about here and there. The darkness—pitch-black immense darkness—has embalmed the night sky above head. No stars to be seen, no light ever reflected.

The weather has become hostile tonight. Furious wind and fearful roaring of thunderstorm multiply the fretful atmosphere. A shivering wave comes from the panicked heart and runs quivering through the entire body.

It is raining. Tiniest drops of sharp spears lash from the dark clouds, pinching pain onto the body surface… and the coldness. The icy touch of rain—the icy touch of death…and darkness.

Alone I’m groping my way through the shallow dark lane. I’m in mad pursuit. Pursuit of something I myself am not sure about. Running in darkness—a blind unmindful run. My feet, naked, are bleeding. Deep cut marks and long scratches engraved all over. I’m running desperately. I’m running for light—a drop of light. But the omnivorous darkness seemed eaten up all rays and all mere sources of light; and has left us only darkness—pitch black, opaque darkness.

With life popped out at mouth I’m running. Trying most passionately to come out of this surrounded darkness. The stones make me stumble, I roll over the dusty road, I arise, and I restart running.



Lo!! God!! There is a Light!

A faint ray, but definitely a Light! A Candle! A lighted Candle!

A Candle in the Wind!

It is waiting there at the other end of this dreadful dark lane. Waiting enigmatically. The Light—dancing and fluttering in the violent storm. The light flashing, as if stretching its inviting loving arms towards me—a faint ray of Light, but an invitation unavoidable—an urge, unimaginable!

Hurriedly I’ve to rush there. I’m to reach there. Reach there, before the Candle melts or the Flame blown out.

Curse you fierce Wind! Curse you sharp Rain! Be a little merciful! Blow slowly, Oh Wind—be thin, Oh Rain—don’t put it out…till I reach.

I’m to reach there. The Candle is there…for me…the only Light to guide me out of this blinding black…this darkness…and this death…


Wait, you Light, you Candle, wait for me—here I come…see…here I come…