Moving Forward

Ibhaan’s Head:

What have I learnt after thirty years on planet earth? Quite frankly, enough!

Yeah. It’s enough and it should have made me feel content but it does. I am far from it.

Sometimes enough knowledge is hazardous.

‘What if she really is Universal?’ I contemplate, hoping to get an answer from my inner self.

I do not believe in the elders and philosophers. I think I am wise enough to know that wisdom does not come with age but experience that one learn along the way. Maybe it is born in the cradle or acquired with penance. However, it does not come for anything external. It has been and is internal. It has to be earned after persistent hard work with firm determination—but this too is conjecture. I only know that for the most part, I have followed instincts rather than intelligence, and this has resulted in a modicum of happiness.

And on my wedding night, I am gonna follow my instinct too.

Arin stands across the room, gazing at the full moon. It’s beautiful and so is sh