The Liberation

The sight and smell of the blue sea unruffled her, she reached the coastline where fishermen’s boat in different vivid shades lined on the shore.

Walking the narrow trail with shrubberies on its edges, Kartika paused at the entrance of a fort’s complex to admire the colossal wooden door buttressed by iron framework and flanked by alluring stone ramparts which revealed an unsullied spread of land – a sandy track amid heath, and trees with gorgeous branches sprawling across the sky.

Kartika walked in the midst of the lushness to spot a ruin with well-maintained walls on all four sides, and entered from one of its entrance – she was mesmerized at the sight of being surrounded by its archaic walls, she happily gazed at the wide spectacle of the sky which filled the ruin with sunshine. At one of its borders was a small tunnel, she crept in to discover circuitous stairway surging upwards.

Swirling on the stairway of the passage, in which sunshine spurted through the windows evenly spaced apart on the extensive wall – she reached the topmost spot to view  the panoramic spectacle of the sea and  was greeted by a strong current of breeze, she stood imposingly with her arms outstretched, tilting her head upward – to kindle in her the absolute indulgence of liberation.  


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