The Wanderer was excited.
After all, this was a trip that he was excited about. A trip across the vast and rugged terrains. A trip that he had visualized many times over, in his mind.
He had packed himself adequately for this journey. Travelling alone, he was sure that the items he had packed were absolute essentials needed for sustenance, stamina and survival.
As he embarked on his sojourn at the edge of the vast desert that stared at him, a mongoose appeared beside him and struck up a conversation
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Howdy partner….
Where are you off to?
Oh, just across the desert
Ah… Hope you have the vial of anti-venom
Oh bloody hell, how could I even forget?
Can you help?
The mongoose was nowhere to be seen!!
Paralyzed, he stood there, mulling his next move. Nothing in sight but vast barren landscapes, changing their colours ever so gently, as the rays of the sun caressed their surfaces with intense warmth and the barren landscapes were wanting more of it, as if their thirst was not even close to being quenched…
All of a sudden, as-if from nowhere, a big Gail of wind pushed him forward, freeing him from his paralysis. His next few steps were heavy, heavier than usual,venturing into the unknown and unprepared.
Nonetheless, he dragged forward. The fire from the sun, tapered a bit, as if out of sheer sympathy for him… A cool breeze followed, perhaps trying to soothe his frayed nerves and caress those worried wrinkles on his forehead.
As he trudged forward, a chameleon caught up with him
Hey man, you’re dripping water
That ain’t water, that’s sweat man
Ah, I get a feeling that’s water
Oh bloody hell, that is indeed water
Can you help?
The Chameleon was nowhere to be seen!!
He wondered how in the world could his bottle leak water. It had served him well for years… and yet it chose to spring a leak now!! His life too… off late… seemed to have developed many such leaks, at the most unexpected times and also at times that he considered critical… Drip, Drip..slowly sapping his energy. The more he tried to fix it, the more desperate he seemed to become!!
Now, he had a sinking feeling in him… It was as-if the sink hole was preparing to swallow him and he was preparing himself to drown into it… It seemed a lethal combination… The Sun was back to its burning best, like it was indeed very thirsty and the water drops were its only way to salvation
The wind too, dried up. After all, it had a hide and seek relationship with the sun, much like his relationships…
His feet were paralyzed again… His  sweat outpaced his water bottle drip…The drips seemed greedily lapped up, even before it hit the burning sands… He felt his feet sinking…sinking further into the ever parting sand… Tears, Sweat and Water Dripping… As if they were desperately trying to fill up the desert and somehow manifest it into a lake…
Hey Man, you slip any deeper into the sand and you’ll trample me hissed the rattle snake!!
Oh bloody hell, I am dying!! The mongoose was right!!
I can’t bite you with those knee length boots man…
And those drops you dripping, it kind of tastes good… It’s not water, is it?
All of a sudden, as-if from nowhere, a big gail of wind pushed him forward, freeing him from his paralysis. His next few steps were suddenly not as heavy as it was…,  it was lighter, much lighter and to his surprise, he sensed a spring in his steps!!
The stinging heat of the sun hit him hard, but the botheration surprisingly had vanished. The tears too had been soaked up… Miracles do exist… As this thought happened to cross his mind’s landscape… his glance fell upon the bottle… The leak drips had increased
Desperation seemed to grip him suddenly.  His throat became all the more parched. As barren as the desert itself was!! With depleting reserves, there was no way he could survive…
A sinking feeling started to slowly overwhelm him… Slowly, very slowly indeed. It was as if death was slowly inviting him into her ever embracing arms, arms that seemed to encompass anything and everything his eyes could see… Miracles are after-all mirages he concluded
Oh are they? quipped the somersaulting monkey??
Isn’t it evident?
Perhaps, it isn’t… retorted the monkey, walking head over heels
Oh, come on… he protested!!
But the monkey was gone!!
And it was one particular ray of the sun, that hit him like a bolt of lightning!!  For a moment, he outshone the Desert Sun!! Creativity & Innovations are simpler than it seems, he muttered…holding the bottle in his hands
The drips from his rugged bottle were no longer an issue…
He journeyed on, each step forward more confident and optimistic than its predecessor. His mind filled with a certain peculiar optimism… The barren desert outside was in stark contrast to the vegetating colours within… And yet again miraculously, the desert too appeared colourful… His gaze spotted an oasis in some distance… or was it a mirage!!
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