“……….. Relentless, she continues, ‘Not too long after we got married, my husband had a dream. In his dream, he was traveling on a dark ocean, alone in a boat at night. The darkness seemed never-ending. And suddenly he saw something. It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. He saw a soft light coming from what seemed to be an infinite jungle of blackness. He rowed his boat toward that light. At that point, he stopped telling me the story. He was crying instead. And I asked him, Why are you crying? It could be the heaven’s light, and he said to me, it was you that I saw in the light….’
Half of the guests release their breath now. Some burst into tears, some muster the strength to hold their tears back.
‘I couldn’t never forget that moment. And I never thought I would experience a de-ja-vu when I was with him at the hospital,’ she said with a long sigh, ‘He couldn’t say much, he was too weak already. But he whispered something, I am back in the dark ocean. I see no end, and I see no beggining. I held his hand and cried, I thought he was just rambling, for his consciousness had gradually weakened. With all that was left in him, the last thing he whispers to me was, Why are you crying? I will find you again. It’s our game. At that very moment, I stopped crying. I thought I was disoriented. I suddenly remembered his dream, and somehow that moment in that hospital room felt so dreamlike. I felt I’d lost sight of the line that normally stands between what we consider reality and dream. Although I knew he had lost all his vital signs, I didn’t see him die. I just couldn’t. He was with me still, and he is with you all now. He is back in our hearts. And that’s where we all reside in one another, now and then. So why are you all crying?’
The whole room falls into a perfect silence. The air doesn’t even seem to move.
‘If once we had decided to forget, then we alone can decide to remember. We all began started the same journey. But as my husband had witnessed, this had been an illusion of a journey, for it didn’t have a start and didn’t have an end. We will just find another again and reside in one another’s heart. It’s a circle we cannot beat. ………….”
Half of the guests release their breath now. Some burst into tears, some muster the strength to hold their tears back.
‘I couldn’t never forget that moment. And I never thought I would experience a de-ja-vu when I was with him at the hospital,’ she said with a long sigh, ‘He couldn’t say much, he was too weak already. But he whispered something, I am back in the dark ocean. I see no end, and I see no beggining. I held his hand and cried, I thought he was just rambling, for his consciousness had gradually weakened. With all that was left in him, the last thing he whispers to me was, Why are you crying? I will find you again. It’s our game. At that very moment, I stopped crying. I thought I was disoriented. I suddenly remembered his dream, and somehow that moment in that hospital room felt so dreamlike. I felt I’d lost sight of the line that normally stands between what we consider reality and dream. Although I knew he had lost all his vital signs, I didn’t see him die. I just couldn’t. He was with me still, and he is with you all now. He is back in our hearts. And that’s where we all reside in one another, now and then. So why are you all crying?’
The whole room falls into a perfect silence. The air doesn’t even seem to move.
‘If once we had decided to forget, then we alone can decide to remember. We all began started the same journey. But as my husband had witnessed, this had been an illusion of a journey, for it didn’t have a start and didn’t have an end. We will just find another again and reside in one another’s heart. It’s a circle we cannot beat. ………….”
