THE DILEMMA

Enchanted by the dark night,

The sea, the star and the sky

Little Mary asked her gran

“Why can’t I fly?

If only I could swim sea or have stars

Why I am in dilemma, I just can’t decide”

Her granny’s lips curved into a smile

Her wrinkled face showed wisdom of life

“Let me tell you one story

About a little girl

Let’s call her Jane”

The old lady’s favorite name

“At the crack of dawn Jane would wake

Lie still listening to the waves

To the dolphins and the fishes

And the chirp of winged species

The bright yellow rays

Called her forth

Outside the tiny window

Lay her dream world

 Mystifying sea, enchanting birds

Each had a story she craved to discern

She wished to twirl with the sea

To surf the crystal water

She yearned to fly with robins

To search a new horizon

She made sand castles

With her hopeful mind

Wondering if she ever

Can truly explore the world outside

Her mind ventures deep into the sea

Imagining the life within

While the heart pulls her back to reality

Reminding of the awaiting kith and kin

“Stay” she cried

Her mind and heart had split again

The dilemma rising like a tide

Is breaking her nightmarish dream

This dilemma she faced everyday

Whether she should be quite or say

The feelings she have hidden for long

About how she wants to break free

From the knotted chains of love

Which her heart doesn’t want to leave

The dilemma was not one but many

Should she do the expected chores?

Or the ones she dearly hoped for

“If only I had the courage” she thought

Everyday a war within her surfaced

As she tried ways to live through it

Torn between her heart and mind

The dilemma left her wilted

With every grey hair

Her hopes diminished

But a new dilemma emerged

And slowly her dreams were blurred

Left her with just

A vacant core”

The old lady took a pause

The little Mary was waiting for more

“If only Jane had the will and courage

The window would have been a door

The world outside would have been the world within

And beside would have stood her proud kins”

“So little Mary

Believe you can fly

Dilemmas will come

Don’t be affright”

So the child went off to dream

About the sky she was determined to achieve

But the old lady’s eyes had no sleep

She went beside the window

And looked at the dark sea

The same old noise of the beating waves

Still left her tingling the same way

But this time no dilemma

She had made a choice

Jane would not let little Mary be her vice

By

Aastha Channa

About Aastha:

22 year B.Tech graduate who loves to imagine and put it into words. For

me life is a rainbow- different colors put together and hence I believe

in trying all the different shades. Love swimming, reading, playing music,

baking and nature. But most of all I love donning new hats. Writing for

me is a way I connect with people around and with myself- my worst day

can turn into a fruitful one if I end up writing a good piece. I believe in

honesty and patience. My dream is to publish a classic fiction one like

Jeffery archer and Sidney Sheldon.

Contact id: aastha_channa@yahoo.co.in