A Scene Through A Window

End of the Apocalypse

I was in a dream-like state. My jaws felt numb and I couldn’t stop grinding my teeth. For more than a couple of hours, I had no clue as to where I was, what I was doing, whether I was sitting upright in front of the television set or lying down like a zombie on the bed.
The entire room was black – a jet, vacant and a dreadful black. A sinking feeling had set in. Some force similar to the force of gravity kept pulling me, or rather my mind deeper and deeper into the black void that had wrapped itself around me. Pure helplessness – I was alone, oblivious, confused, scared, irritated and without any means of communication. I was compelled not to reach out to anyone.
‘What in fuck’s name is happening to me?’ No answer. I yelled out the question very loudly. No effect – everything was quiet, unnatural and dead. I had lost all hope of getting out of whatever this was. I kept lying down. All I did was think – when, what, why. No explanation or theory seemed to be the missing piece in the jigsaw, till I saw the window.
A window through which you could see the sun shining!
The glazing hot ball of fire, energy and positivity seemed to smile at me. The sun almost had a human-like face and the face kept on smiling. I could not get over the encouraging vigor that I suddenly felt within me.
For a minute, in the bustle of the new found hope, I was contemplating whether I had reached insanity. The window seemed extremely attractive. The frame was made out of pure gold with both rubies and emeralds encrusted on it. The red and green shimmered incessantly.
With a lot of effort, I finally managed to get into a standing position. And I walked toward the window and what I saw through the window left me amazed, speechless and slightly happy.
As I approached the window, the sun that initially seemed to be so close had moved far away into the clear, blue sky. Everything I saw – the trees, the stream, the brown hills – seemed new, as if it had just been created by God. This seemed to be a new world, a new beginning. I could feel I was being given another chance and suddenly one by one, they all came.
From the other side of the window, many of my friends, family and people I’d known, came up to me one by one and spoke to me. Everyone asked me how I had been and that they understood that it had never been easy for me, but at the same time, this was what I had deserved. However, one thing each and every one of them said that made me intrinsically happy was that they all had forgiven me. They waited their turn, spoke to me and then vanished.
Things had begun to make some sense. But I wanted to know more; understand things completely. I kept looking out of the window. The trees vanished. So did the stream and the brown hills. The sun and the clear blue sky remained. I could see a huge highway being formed. A white car (which I somehow perceived as a sign of liberation and peace) had appeared. I saw my small miniature self (My actual self at the window was at quite a distance from all this) get into this car. My miniature self got into the car and began driving. The car zoomed at top speed on the highway. I could see that the car passed many hoardings – ‘Your wait is over,’ ‘redemption – 2 kilometers away,’ ‘you’ve cleared all dues,’ and finally the one that hit me the hardest – ‘hope you’ve learnt your lesson once and for all fuckface for there is definitely no second chance after this.’
That’s when it hit me and I woke up. I could see my dark cell clearly now. The small little window did not shine anymore. But the sunlight from outside gave me the same positive strength as in my dream-like state. It probably was a dream – an eye-opening experience; something that prepared me mentally for the new change. My life was going to transform today. The window and the dream was probably God’s way of showing me new hope for a new commencement and a fresh start. But more importantly, it ensured that I had a clean heart and a severely punished-but-now-guilt-free sub conscience. Yesterday was the 24th of April, 2008, when I was finally released from prison after fourteen years.