A Vignette

Everybody had cautioned me that you should not surf in rough sea but I was a flippant. The waves were untamed. Braggart like me wanted the thrill. I could handle this kind of weather.

Soon I was meandering between the waves. small wave, large wave.

I had started the same thrill had in last few years. I felt that I was a masochist each time those large waves approached me. These were meant to alleviate my pain.

The more I was getting fond off, the lesser I was becoming watchful. All was becoming just another wake. small wave, large wave.

I was too much engrossed in my ride and did not cared what was coming next. All of a sudden a very large and furious wave was just in front of me. It was going to engulf me. It might be the elixir I wished I always dreamt.large wave.

I did not close my eyes and took the biggest breathe of my life. It was a precarious situation. The furious one turned me upside down; I went off board.

No, another large wave followed it and pushed me deep down. large wave.

Underneath everything was deep blue. I could not see anything deep down. Few feet from me my surfboard was drowning. I tried to topple as I did not know to swim. A sweet headache started.I could see big bubbles from my nose going towards the surface time to time. Each one getting larger as it went higher.

The surface was far away. I tried to swim, flinching. The more I tried to move upward, pressure kicked me down, A free fall.

As each second passed my headache was getting stronger. Smothering me.

Nausea had set up. Eyes were popping out. A toddler was thumping over my stomach. My mouth had swollen out. Could not hold my breathe any longer. Everything was getting fainter. Could not feel my limbs. My head was going to burst out.


Was this the enigma I wanted to feel?

At this moment I could do the best was to Believe.