The Unhuman Maze

The Unhuman Maze

The Unhuman Maze

by Harsh Chaudhari


The universe is so busy; a star is dying here, a new world is being discovered there. A candle is lit here, lighting fearlessly, ripping the sky apart and ferociously striking the ground. Cars racing to reach to achieve uncertain regularities and man, man killing ages of learning to become a machine bound by imaginary rules; unexplained and unrealized. Man feeding the rules its very soul, trying to escape this mirage, but what is a human in front of this unhuman maze?

The universe is vast, a plexus of everything dead and living. But, amidst all this was a leaf. Waiting, waiting so very patiently for just the right breeze to sway itself away, to show itself a world full of amaze. It has long done its part for the tree. So selflessly giving whatever it used to take. Now was the time to be independent and learn to fly away. Not even a minute early, nor a second late it detaches itself from it’s past and sails away. Taking its time, for the universe is all what it wants to see.

To an eye which witnesses this flawless ritual repeated million times, it has forgotten the value of it. For the leaf symbolises more than departure, the tree more than a mere past, the wind more than an opportunity and the time, time is more than just a fluke.

The leaf painlessly becomes a part of the moment. It arranges, rearranges itself the way it wants to be. Alligns itself in the best way it could be as there’s no reason to question, neither any argument it needs to win. For when it would have reached its destination the circle would come to an end, and its existence would be long forgotten between another thousands like it, one being not so very different from another. And one thing that would be remembered is its journey. Like those millions of stars shining in the night of time, flickering for the first and last time, it has captured the attention of an eye for long enough, just enough to make it all an unforgettable sight.

A journey worth living, a journey worth escaping, a journey worth every sacrifice it must ask for.