Tangled in a knot..

I was waken up from a sweet dream. But I was sweating profusely and couldnt make a sense of what was happening around me. I could see the faint light falling near my bed through the hatch of deck. I twisted my wrist and the indiglo screen showed a time of 0234 hrs,and the bunker was like an oven as there was no ac vent near to my bed. Usually there used to be a fan far away from my bed,but that breeze was more than enough for me. I just went to check out what was wrong. The fan was switched off on account of the chill air comming out of the vent,and the fan was secured in such a way that it was facing the adjacent beds. 'Selfish rascals'..they have ac and cant lend me the fan,and dont even have the generosity to turn the fan towards me. I felt the knot with my fingers,but it was some random multiple knot which we tie with an intention that it should not be opened in a lifetime. I tried to pull out the knot. Nothing worked.

Hmm...May b I have to get it ripped with a seaman knife. Mmm... Nope that wont be a smart act. My hands should be clean. Like a thief, I began the operation. I pulled the knot desperately,but with no success. At the end I thought to give up and go back to bed. Soon I remembered my divisional officer's words. 'Deepak,u give up quickly.' miles away,days much behind, those words were pricking my mind. I tried pulling. After some time my fingertips were paining like anything. Still I kept pulling. Somewhere In between,i felt the knot becomming loose. I thought that I may be hallucinating,but it worked. I looked at my watch. It said 0308. I oriented the fan towards me,switched it on,and closed my eyes enjoying the breeze...

"What a fucking story!" this might be the thought that goes through your mind.... "u screwed my time telling a story about knot. U should have used a blade and saved our tym,asshole."-jana may comment.

By the time I laid on my bed,i remembered the essop-birbal story of the man who dared to stand in a lake on an icy cold night,and when king asked how he could survive, he said that he saw a faint light somewhere far away in a house. I think u know rest of the story. The words of my divisional officer said above was something that hurt my mind so badly. But today I felt it like the faint light which enlightened my spirit to fight and survive. This post is dedicated to a friend and to all readers who are tired of being strong. At times we are about to give up,think about moments we were underestimated. Try to prove them wrong. You will win...