Quirk of Fate

Posted on by Reena Saxena

I don’t know why I thought of Trishanku today – the mythological man who wanted to visit Heaven physically but was stopped by the spiritual realm. If I were Trishanku, what would I choose in this zero-gravity situation?

Like a celestial being, a saucer comes flying and encircles me with its airy, invisible tentacles. “Let go”, I plead, but it retaliates with counter-questions like Why, How and Where, which seem pretty irrelevant in this part of the Universe.

This is not a Black Hole. This is a research lab where I’ll likely be a nameless guinea pig or carry a tag like Specimen 555 of the Earth, by the Earth, but not for the Earth. How could I’ve been hauled here otherwise? By an inexplainable quirk of fate, as Earthlings would say. The author of Destiny stares down at me.

omnipresent rays
why probe my non-descript life?
silent stars observe

Haibun Monday

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