VOYAGE 2
Overcome with joy he hugged the old man, holding on tight
like he’ll never let go, weeping and stammering out thank you. Whoever heard of
someone loving a wretch? He determined he was going to dream this dream
forever, he was never going to wake up.
In a very short while he was absorbed into the community, he
had been there just thirteen days and he now knows everyone’s name. Well, considering
that it’s written on their houses, it was pretty easy to learn. Another thing
that was easy is that it was very easy for the people to forget where they were
coming from or was it that they remembered it too much?
Sitting down there on one of the cities smooth stones, some
young men were having a conversation about where they had lived earlier, Steve
wondered why anyone would want to remember that! He decided that he for one
will not be part of that story telling. He was in a place as diverse from his
old place as water is from acid to a thirsty man. He longed for the morning when
he’ll again bathe in the water blood pool. The pool was magical in that it is
whatever you want it to be, it could be water or blood and everyone bathed in
it daily. It not only cleansed their bodies, it cleaned their minds. It was
water that made them happy, that was as close a description as he could give
the unexplainable emotion that is felt in the water. Make no mistakes,
sometimes, it welled up so much emotion in a person that it is quite common to
see people cry in it though they can’t explain why and feel no physical pain.
Very soon the newness of the experience became quite a thing
of the past, it seemed to Steve that he had lived there forever, the things
that once astonished him to speechlessness he could now walk by without a
thought, the pool had also lost its mysteriousness to him, it was now just
water. He remembered that there was a time when the pool was also blood but
only the new folks who came in daily still saw the water as blood and oh a few
of the old residents too. Majority of the people saw only water and didn’t give
another thought. There was so much to do!
For instance since the absence of the old man these past
months – 4 months to be precise, they had decided that someone must oversee the
land and had appointed for themselves old man patorry who had in his wisdom
decided that the new people must earn their houses that already have names on
it. Old man patorry explained to the people that there was no reason why everyone
should go bathe in the pool, instead the waters of the pool would be brought to
them in containers which the new comers will then haul for some of the
prominent members of the land, which he went ahead to name. Everyone including
Steve thought this was indeed very wise. The new members will earn their house
which is already prepared for them after they had hauled water for a period of
time for the leaders of the land.
And so began the new tradition, new people came into the land
daily and where made to earn their houses. These people were very happy to do
the work for as long as it took. They would do anything to earn their place in
the land of Deen.