SKYDIVING

chapter 1 : PSYCHE 

Grace adjusted the window shields for the 5th time since she got in the flight . She has never been able to sleep while travelling . Her mind was so active ,so aware of every movement around her . She tried to shut the shields and go to sleep but felt claustrophobic when she did so . Finally she decided to keep it half shut .Every time the flight tilted or the clouds outside shifted ,she would feel restless and play with the string on her wrist . Every once in a while , someone would cough or clear their throats which would snap her temporarily out of her intrusive thoughts . It was 5.35 in the morning ,the lights in the plane were dulled to a low eerie blue . She could see a burst of orange through the stream of golden clouds outside . The sun was about to rise ..."its a new day , a fresh start" ,her mind chanted to itself . It looked absolutely heavenly outside , a whole new world which was beyond our sight when we were bound to the ground . The clouds now resembled a waterfall which fell into the deep abyss (a darker blue where no clouds dared to approach) . Funny how the abyss was actually her home , and a million other's. What if the universe was just waterfall under waterfall under waterfall and so on . Each place you are is the starting of a waterfall as well as the landing of one . The waterfall could be of lava,water,clouds,stardust and whatever it was that existed . She found comfort in that weird theory because in a way it signified that begininnings and endings weren't so different . She could just fall down one of the waterfalls just to start again . There was no bottom or top to fall or fly to . Letting a faint smile play on her otherwise forlorn mask of a face,she pours herself a glass of sparkling pink water. Suddenly the water starts to tremble like stuttering lips. Her hands ,they were shaking ...