Salboni Retreat...darkness and a forest

Salboni retreat , where i was last weekend, is in the midst of a jungle. The green around you turns pitch black as the evening drops its hat…so much so that the half a kilometer between the entrance gate of the retreat and the cottage is covered with dense impenetrable darkness oozing out of the silence that surrounds you. We decided to walk down the darkness and tried talking silence out of its wits... A step , then two, then a few more, small diffident steps that tried to make sense out of the mystery around…dry leaves protested as our feet frozen with cold and fear powdered them…our ears grew keen…we spoke about politics and society and art…all inseparable in the darkness...all rolled into one…Half way down we realized that the way back is just as dark as the one ahead…And then suddenly, just like that, we were at the gates, clutching the cold iron , looking back at the cottage …It did not seem all that dark anymore…we had managed to dilute darkness by deciding to be one with it , by staying with it till the end of the road…Wondering , whether all the walks down the path are diluted mysteries like this…feet booted, nonsense on the tip of the tongue, nose pinched by brutal cold…keep walking Marshall, keep on keeping on. :)