BECOMING SUPRA

Chapter 30: Some Nights I become a Monster

An eerie silence settled on the centre that evening, like a calm before a storm. Not a rustle, not a twitter, even the cicadas stilled to listen.

Raë stood watering the Bodhi sapling with the little heart shaped leaves. This was to be her last visit to Anahata. Next morning, she'd be flying out of the sub-continent. Maybe never to return.

Æsh opened the gate and entered the premises of Anahata. In the distance he saw Raë, her silhouette against angles of cobalt-blue sky, the evening light ricocheting off leaves the color of iguana-green.

Æsh moved closer, his auric field merging with hers.

Raë felt Æsh's presence and turned to face him.

She rested the pale of water on the ground as Æsh walked up to her. They stood face to face, gazing into each other's eyes.

Then Raë broke the silence. "What happened to you during the exam?"

"I'm trying hard ... very hard," he said, "but I keep tripping and falling into that dark abyss which I find so difficult to climb out of ... not without the help of a stimulus."

Raë's armor turned soft like muslin, love like a giant electric eel was trying to work its way in; it gently prodded, drifting, nuzzling through a concealed slit it entered and stunned Raë with a jolt of electricity.

Raë pulled him close and a confession brimming inside, slipped out of her.

"Some nights I become a monster. I go on killing sprees, exacting revenge, destroying all that is jagged, chasing and hunting, so obsessed I am with the hunt that eventually I become the jagged line I am chasing." Her eyes piercing his, she said, "You and I, we are not much different. Sometimes we become monsters."

Raë and Æsh merged into a kiss, slaking a long burning yearn. A kiss full of ache, full of hunger, full of passion. A kiss, unrepentant. Raë slid her hands through his hair and along the ridges of his back and chest. Æsh pulled her in tighter, drinking from her as much as he could.

In that instant, it came to him, the tract of dream that took place during the collective hallucination, the tract of dream during the telepathic exchange. In his mind's eye he saw their frequencies had been yoked together since the beginning of time, when the universe was just a pearl-sized concoction, chasing its tail in the vast darkness. Since the first elements of helium, hydrogen and carbon had seduced each other in a rabid frenzy, to explode, expand and evolve.

From that seduction he and she came to be. Born of that one singularity.

They were indivisible from each other as a sun ray is from a sun. Like silent undiscovered songs, their music inseparable, their symphonies merged as one.

Æsh broke away to gaze at Raë, to see if the insight had filled her like it did him. But her eyes told him she did not. It was only he who remembered.

"It's time for me to leave," he said, gently.

Raë looked at him, a pang tugging at her from inside her gut.

"Going in for one last connection?" he asked.

"Yes, one last connection," said Raë.

"I don't want to keep you then." He pulled away, tracking backwards, his eyes on her, as he said, "You'll hear from me."

A smile played on her face. He turned and walked away.

She watched him as he disappeared into the purple light of the forest.