The Cell
I open my eyes. I can see, I know it. But I don't. I don't
see anything. Its only darkness that I see. It's pitch dark and I am all alone.
Who am I? Or rather what am I? I don't know. What is my
name? I don't know. Not that I know of, anyway. Where am I? It seems like a
cell, an enclosure. Its dark and wet. But, its not cold. It is strangely warm.
How did I get into it? I am as much clueless as you are! Am I alive? Well, I
think that depends on how you define life!
I have limbs, I know. I have a heart, I fell it. I have a
brain, I think. And yet, i am inside this cell. My movements are restricted. I
feel weightless, like i am floating in a liquid. There is no air inside, yet i
survive. I don't eat or drink, yet i survive. How? I don't know. I don't know
many things. May be you can help me with the answers. Can you? Will you?
For how long I am inside this cell? I don't know. How long
will I be here? Don't know that either. I toss and turn; twist and kick. But in
vain, this cell seems impermeable. But, do I want to be out? Many times yes and
sometimes no. I am alone, but not lonely. There is a perpetual sound of
thumping. It seems to come from above. I know not what it is. It is eerie and
sometimes comforting. I hear sounds, noises and voices. I hear so many of them.
The whole time, I do nothing but hear. I do not comprehend anything that I
hear. I don't have an inkling of what they mean. But, I store them up as
information, as knowledge. And strangely, sometimes I feel and sense that some
of the sounds are about me! Over the period, I get familiar with some sounds
and voices. There is one voice that I always hear no matter when. Is it my own
voice? I hear it from within. A voice that intimidates and also soothes. So, is
this the voice of my captor?
One day I will free myself from this cell. I prepare for
that day. I feel that I will make that attempt for freedom. I know it. I know
that I am not destined to be here forever and one day I will have to make that
run. How do I know this? Again, I don't know. Oh, there is one thing I know, I
know that day will come. But when? Well...
Is it premonition or instinct? Whatever you may choose to
call it, one fine day I decide to make my prison break! I feel this urge to get
the hell out and strangely I feel that this prison also wants to get me out
today. So I plunge headlong into the journey to freedom, well literally. I
squeeze my way out through a narrow passage. I feel the walls pulsating,
shuddering, sometimes constricting and at times expanding. There is a lot of
wailing and moaning. There... There I see the light... With a final thrust, I
break out. My lungs are filled with the atmosphere and I shriek and wail at my
freedom.
And then I see my captor, the one who held me, the one who
nourished me, the one who bore me, the one who genesised me, the one whom I
will call Mother...
My dear reader, as you know that I can't speak yet, will
you be kind enough to do me a favor? If you happen to meet an atheist, that
rational idiot, tell him that I have seen God, heard God and felt God. Tell him
I have seen my Creators. Tell him that my transformation from a single cell to
this intelligent organism is an act of miracle. Tell him that I am as much a
divine miracle as him.
and also if you happen to meet an theist, that illogical
fanatic, tell him that science is divine. Tell him that science is that
invisible omnipresent, omnipotent factor. Tell him that science is what governs
our existence. Tell him science can create, guard and destroy. Tell him science
will and has performed miracles. Tell him that God is not the one that he has
assumed and defined. Tell him that the Cosmic energy flows in my blood and the
flesh and bones contain the elements of the cosmic dust of the Big Bang. Tell
him I am as much an experiment as he is.
Am I the former or the latter?
Well, I don't know...
- This occurred to me watching a fabulous documentary - In the Womb - on National Geographic
- Well, the philosophical ranting was not actually a part if the write--up. but, added it as an after-thought though!
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