They like me! Oh no, they like me....

Mars chapter one


The weakest of us died of radiation from the unrelenting rays of the Sun and lack of protection from the magnetic poles.

A few died from the weakening of our organs, due to the lack of gravity on the trip out. Their frail bodies couldn't withstand even the landing.

Upon touchdown those who could sing and dance, did it in celebration of mankinds achievement! It wasn't until days later that reality set in and we realized that we were in a fight for our lives before we ever left Earth's orbit.

As we were assured the pre-base was set and the automated systems where functioning well. We weren't abandoned. We weren't set up. This was Mars and we volunteered.

It's easy to say that the arrogance that boarded the ship upon departure was eerily absence upon our disembarkment. That is, except for me. Never arrogant in my supremacy. But arrogant nevertheless. No, I was always looking for something, a way out. I needed a place to find my moment and volunteered for that moment one planet away. Even while reminiscing that moment today I still remember the enthusiasm from one of our teams Botanist and self-appointed spiritualist Sayana. As we watched her husband unload down the ramp to our new home dome.


"We can only die once Director. We might as well get as far as we can go before then!"

Then she all but bounced to help her husband. Such an undefeatable spirit. But that is most likely why she was chosen. I was remarked at how she was even younger than my own daughter back on Earth. Yes, remembering back to that day. We can only die once. And look how far we've gone. 

Now that same spirited woman is Chief Botanist and teacher in the first Martian school. And by the looks of it her children will be carbon copies of the original. Never one to accept someone's lay down and die operation. One of my biggest supporters and I've been lucky to have her on the team.

Gazing out from the vista of the Dome, on to the reddish landscape I know that my moment is there. But yet I go on to see how far I can go. Maybe that's why I was chosen...

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My eyes have seen the darkness my eyes have pierced the pit. My eyes have seen the hopelessness and all the things to it.

To time my eyes were open and in my eyes have seen no sun. My eyes have seen fake love and betrayal from some.

But now my eyes are closed and I dream of sunny days. With my eyes shut tight the thought of hope in so many ways. Without looking to see a universe of adventure now open to me.

Just how far can I go, when I cannot see.

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  1. LOL!This one is an unexpected adventure! Nicely written!
    But I am not sure what a search engine like google can give ideas about our place..lol..
    Here,I laughed and enjoyed at terms Chief Botanist,self appointed spiritualist etc.

    But at the end"Just how far can I go,when I cannot see"
    When you write so,I experience pain of entire human race.
    A painful sentence that millions of innocent minds want to express.

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    1. LOL. As I said before I'm lost inside of myself. After watching videos on YouTube about South India I found that you're right. I cannot figure out what molded you. Because I found out just how diverse India truly is. It was amazing. And then it hit me. Diversity.

      The cramming of so many, so much, so many ways, into such a small space. So complex and at the same time so simple. It's me. You can't pull on one string without pulling the whole tapestry. And you're reading the part of the fabric that is just the sad print.

      So I just wrote. I wrote a piece that has so many different messages. More hidden threads than anyone would ever know but me. And even I would drift off on every sentence to a different part of my own tapestry.

      Sometimes I'm lost when the world fails me. Sometimes I'm lost within myself. Sometimes I need to see the light of someone else's life to know that the sun still shines. There is a chapter 2. I will most likely not finish the story, but there is a story. But that part of the fabric is the dark part that I'm trying to get out of. But for you I will show the chapter 2 LOL

      Thank you

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  2. Ha...my friend. what can I say?
    But if you are observing light in the life of people like me,you will fail.The reason is,I don't know what is light.
    But again,I know many people believe they have light in their life, but I will say,they too are in darkness.
    Another matter you said is exact!
    Diversity of society.
    So the mixed behaviour.
    But again I repeat, I am not Indian,never belong to any religion or ideologies, not a female,not a creature of earth or any planet.
    And as always I repeat,my dear friend, if you proceed with blog only,people can't enjoy your work. In our new platform, only favourite persons will get added to your contact.
    No one come to disturb your opinions.

    You said I am your best supporter.
    But sometimes best supporters may be invisible. You can see me because I came here,but please believe you may have sincere supporters outside.

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  3. Ha..ha...after all,my friend I know you just write...
    If we don't have a shadow, what can do?I asked my friend David from UK about number of his works? For the last 12 years ,he is continuously writing verses in all day and nights. ..

    Stay blessed dearest friend.

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