Scar Of Existence

  I did nothing but rest for the last one month, confined within the walls of this room. Finally, I was able to walk like a human being— even if a stick was still needed to support me.

  Views from the way to my house reminded me how much I needed some breath of fresh air. Chirruping of birds; sound of water flowing through a river; sensation of the wind tickling my skin. I was lost in the beauty of my surroundings that I didn’t even realize that we had reached home.

  Entering the home, the first thing I did was inhale the air deeply, and said, “Home sweet home.”

  “Anant, the nurse said we can take off the bandages from your chest and shoulders, but should leave the one on your arms. It’d still take few more months for them to heal, and also we need to change them twice a week,” said my mother from the other room.

  “I’m going outside to buy some vegetables.” I heard my father’s voice as he left.

  “Alright honey,” replied my mother.

  I sat down in my room and tried to remove the bandages on my own, but failed miserably.

  “Mom, help me with this.”

  “Coming.” She was opening all the windows of our house. After few seconds, she entered the room and started gently taking the bandages off my shoulders. It felt like some kind of burden had finally been removed from my body. While removing the bandages from my back, suddenly she stopped and gasped loudly.

  “What happened?” I asked, my head facing sidewards, trying to see her face.

  “Th-This scar… it wasn’t here before,” she said to herself.

  “What scar are you talking about?”

  “Come here," she said, before taking me to the mirror in her room. “See this for yourself.”

  When I saw the mirror, I couldn’t believe my eyes. On my back, there was a large sphere with two small arrow-shaped lines etched on its surface— one facing right at the top, the other facing left at the bottom. The sphere was divided into four equal parts by a horizontal and a vertical line. Each part was covered in thousands of exceedingly small, thread like-marks. Rather than being scared or worried—I was in awe. This didn’t even look like a scar at all, rather; it looked like as if… someone had carved a beautiful carving on my back with their very hands.

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  “What is this…?” I said in awe.

  “How and when did you get this? This wasn’t on your back when you were at the clinic,” my concerned mother asked.

  “I don’t know. It’s also my first time seeing this,” I replied.

  This isn’t the type of scar I would get in a fight with a wild animal... Then how did I get this? I was at the clinic this whole time, doing nothing but rest. Then how did I suddenly get this… magnificent looking scar.

  “For now, go and freshen up yourself. We’ll go to a doctor when your dad comes.

  Some time later my father came back. He also saw my back with disbelief in his eyes. We then went to a doctor but found nothing wrong with my body. In the end, we returned home without knowing anything about this scar.

  “I think he’ll be alright,” said my father.

  “Really…?” my mother asked, unconvinced.

  “The doctor himself said there’s nothing wrong with him. It’s just a normal scar.”

  “Dad is right, mom. Even though we don’t know how I got this, it doesn’t pain me a bit. I’m completely fine.” I also added.

  With a sigh, she said, “Alright, alright… if you say so. But if it hurts, tell us immediately, okay?”

  “Yes ma’am!” I answered with a salute.

  Oh, crap! I better clean this up before they arrive.

  I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a small cleaning cloth. With a cleaning cloth in my hand, I started wiping the mess that I had created in my room.

  Time flies, huh…

  It had now been six months since I fought that wolf. Even though my arms had almost been healed, still I had to be careful, not to stress them.

  Ugh! These tea stains just won’t come off. I knew I shouldn’t have kept that cup near the book.

  I tried wiping the pages carefully, but it was all in vain.

  The pages that got stained… Oh! I’ve already read those. Guess it’s fine then.

  Since for the last few months I couldn’t do anything, so I decided to learn a little bit about awakening. My mother was surprised when she came to know that I had awakened, but my father was pretty calm about it— like he expected it. Well, now I know why my senses got heightened that time.

  Each element represents one of our five senses:

  Vayu represents touch.

  Agni represents vision.

  Apas represents taste.

  Prithvi represents smell.

  Akash represents hearing.

  If a person has an affinity for a certain element, then the corresponding sense will be enhanced. Since I had an affinity towards all five elements, that was why all of my senses were enhanced. Of course, this was not permanent. It was just a temporary rush that many people feel right after awakening. To heighten your senses for good, it had to do with how pure a person is which I didn’t get at all.

  I could’ve asked my father but… it hit me how I almost died without enjoying this blooming age of mine. I had always been so focused on studying and learning that I never made friends at all. So, I decided to live my life fully while I still had the time, as I got a long life ahead of me for other things.