serendipity

serendipity- noun-'the occurence of something by chance in a fortunate way'

it had been so long since it'd last rained this way. i was alone, as i'd been for so long. i'd almost forgotten what a sunny sky looked like. i'd almost forgotten what happiness felt like. i'd almost given up on having any company. almost.

they say that a storm is always followed by a rainbow. apparently, there's always light at the end of the tunnel. but would the storm ever end? would i ever get to step out of the tunnel?

i had nobody. i had nobody i could count on, nobody who would be there for me. more than alone, i felt lonely. i felt drained of all energy. i couldn't breathe. i couldn't move. i felt trapped. i felt like i was engulfed in oil, waiting to be burnt. 

and i was trapped, by four walls. they were transparent, made of glass, so i could see what was outside. it was still raining, and the level of water was starting to rise rapidly. i was truly feeling scared now, as the water rose up to my chin, making it impossible to breathe as it went up my nose. my eyes burnt, forcing me to close them. i tried to swim up, but something kept pulling me back down.

i tried to swim upward again and again, hoping my body wouldn't give in to how tired i felt. i struggled to reach the top so i could breathe, but i couldn't. 

an idea struck me, perhaps, like a star collides to another before exploding. it was risky- i knew that it was. but i had to try. and so i tried, changing my direction and moving sideways instead of upwards.

i wasn't necessarily a strong person- neither emotionally, nor physically. so i was prepared for it to hurt a lot, but i didn't care. reaching the side, i concentrated all my strength into my knuckles and hit the glass wall, hoping for it to shatter. by now, i was badly running out of breath. i could feel the impact of my punch when the walls shook, but the glass didn't break. i kept punching the wall, and i felt my knuckles bleeding, tinting the water around me in red. soon, the pain was and i was about to give up.

just as i delivered my last punch, giving it my all, the glass broke, taking all the water out rapidly. i gasped for air as my face felt the coldness of the breeze flowing. 

a sudden realisation struck me. the sun had risen again, the rain coming down to a mere drizzle. the gentle raindrops reflected the warm light, forming a rainbow. i smiled, as the colours were more vibrant, more beautiful, than any i had ever seen. i felt alive. i felt happy.

maybe sometimes just the feeling of being calm, being happy is enough. 

-elixir