The Journey of three friends; a leaf, a mud, a water.
John Rudram
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2012 John Rudram
Krevan Construction Site.
A make-shift wooden elevator rumbled upwards to the twenty fifth cement work. Fountain of fiery fire droplets emblazoned the metal joining zones.
Ronald Brigu, a twenty nine year old robust construction worker looked around.
The strength of cement. Can it wash the sorrows of world? He whispered to himself.
His shift ended. Instead of going back to his quarters, he threw his hard hat down and went to the railway station.
***
Aquanamine Efar, a hooded, twenty eight year old wiry monk was contemplating on the ancient guarded secret, within a deep dark fissure. A unique meditative posture bound his own positive energy. It was called the 'Cave Lion' form, as it had been derived from the natural composure of a lion waiting in a cavern. White bright twinkles of noble energy went into him.
"It is time," rumbled his heavy voice in the chambers of the dark fissure.
"To the Lake. We shall bathe there," incised his sharp voice as though talking to someone, somewhere.
He took his staff and proceeded towards the tiny light source now getting visible at the far end of his tunnel. Northeastward
***
A very enigmatic and enthusiastic twenty nine year old lean tourist first got the glimpse of the divine mountain.
"It is fantastic," said Lentil Pleasenta. He looked at the landscape in awe and captured the white thread into the cages of million pixels inside his Digi film.
***
The monk, the construction worker and the tourist sat down near a small rock.
"Let us begin," all said in unison.
Aquanamine Efar had been a prodigy in engineering sciences. After resigning from the post of a professor of Fluid Mechanics and Heat Transfer, he had come to the Himalayas for deep meditation and analysis. He took out a huge booklet that had coloured diagrams.
"The complete examination of pure water-flows in all rivers found here. It includes their flow pattern and temperature gradients. Water flow in rivers are very vibrant. They energise the nerves to an unfathomable degree."
Lentil Pleasenta, the tourist, took out a myriad of scenic photographs and displayed them on the ground.
"These places create implausible calmness and increase the level of human soul satisfaction."
Next Ronald Brigu took out what appeared like a blue print.
"These are the construction features of many super structures existing in the world today."
"Let us combine this and weave prosperity in the world," said the monk.
“Many have tried this before," offered the tourist.
"Yes and it hasn't worked," said the construction worker.