she got to him

She got to him first. He opened his eyes, felt a growl in his stomach. He didn’t remember the last time he had had food. She got to him first and when she stepped foot into the compound, he could feel it all the way in the basement. He heard a gasp as if she were right next to him. His heart started pounding. He didn’t understand what was going on, and yet he fully understood. Life was a contradiction. At least, his had always been. Who else has felt it? He knew at least the other had. And there was his roar. A mighty roar that shook the continent. And yet, the blind dismissed it: the sheep shook their heads and soon forgot all about it.

He was in the head of the rajah who had been roaming the streets for his food, and then had felt the tremor. The sign that The Two had been united. The rajah roared and then sat down and began to meditate. Hur looked down and felt a sense of deja vu. Hadn’t he been doing the same thing up till that moment? The same pose. The rajah brought some calm into his mind, and hur was kicked out.

She was in front of him. Tears in her eyes. He could understand what she felt. Everything. And then some. Confused. She didn’t understand why she felt drawn to him. But she was. More than she had ever been.

Hur felt fulfilled. Like he had been an empty vase all his life, and had just realized now. He had thought that was normal. But now that she was in front of him, tears streaming down her cheeks, he realized he had always been empty. Now he was filled with the pink and red of passion and love. He was fulfilled. A chalice that had received the holy liquid. She ran towards him. He stood up. She fell into his arms. An embrace that made everything feel rosy. No matter the weird world they had each been thrust into. Everything was okay now. They were together. They were alive. They had found the other. Tears, uncontrollable. Merging into one another, swirling around the other. Alien tears falling onto their cheeks as they touched lips and touched foreheads and looked into each other’s eyes and smiled. It was strange, he thought, and yet so comforting. He had never met this girl in his entire life. Never met someone like her. And now he was comfortable with her. So comfortable that it made no sense. It was strange, she thought. She had never felt this way before. And she’d never seen him, only felt that he existed. And she knew he was the one. The one she could hold in this strange world and call hers.

He put his forehead on hers and looked into her eyes. They were green, but every time she moved, they looked blue, shifted from one to the other. Her face was filled with life, her lips small and curled into a smile of contentment.

Danish Aamir