World of Feelings

To the co-author and a friend: I am extremely sorry but the only reply I could give is that your lines inspired me to write following:

Also apologising for the fact that I have used your text without your permission in something I felt while reading:

Dear readers, The coloured lines in the story belong to a friend of mine (acorn).

World of Feelings

Isaac waited helplessly. Aisha was shouting with unbearable pain. Doctor had moved to the delivery room. Isaac waited helplessly patiently. His love his only love, Aisha was in great pain and only thing he could do is to watch through the glass wall and pray.

He felt for that moment, for one moment, that there is nothing. You are standing on nothing, floating in nothing. The world around you is black, empty. Even you, yourself, are nothing. There is no sun. No moon. No star. Not a single light to shine is your empty heart, just black, cold, empty nothing.

He prayed. He prayed that end of it she’d be ok.

Doctor and nurse were busy, doing their job. It was just a job to them.

Suddenly he could see Aisha stopped screaming, motionless and most importantly relived. Doctor sitting in front of her wide opened legs, took his mask off and started to get up. As he rose his hands held something. It was a little bundle of flesh. It was Isaac’s son.

He could see it. His eyes filled with tears. It was as if in that empty cold space; from that nothing, colors have begun to form. They bubbled around the hollow space, getting bigger and bigger every second. He felt that They are the most beautiful colors you’ve ever seen-indescribable. They have no names. They fill the empty space around you. The sight of it is almost as wordless as your feelings. Only one thing is absolutely clear, you are happy. The happiness swells through your body, your mind, your heart, your soul.

Doctor showed the baby to Aisha and she hugged him tight.

Doctor waved Isaac to come in through the door. As Isaac came in Aisha presented him the most important moment of his life. He held his son for the first time and he didn’t know what he loved more: seeing Aisha sound and smiling or the god’s best gift to him. And suddenly he heard a melody. The sweet lullaby filled his emotions with pleasure. It was as if, You don’t even wonder where a piano may be. It is certain that the wonderful song is wordless, for no lyrics could ever perfect such a flawless tune. You smile, as if it could ever show how strongly you feel. You laugh, as if its sound could make this moment immortal.

It was the sound of his son’s first cry.

Being mute all his life his baby’s cracking voice was simple priceless.

Joy is the only emotion he felt. It seems as though it is the only thing in existence. he knew that he will never be able to describe this glorious, flawless feeling. Even he had failed to explain this perfect experience. It is hard to imagine that all of this comes down to only one word, one meaning-a word that we, as people, use lightly.

            Love.

After few min, the baby was taken away by the nurse for cleaning and tagging purpose.

Isaac sat and held Aisha’s hand. Aisha had a tear in her eye. Isaac immediately understood the emotion she felt. In the sonography report it was found out that his baby has whole in his heart.

He watched as the colors slowly faded away and the music went into silence, and everything became black again.

He felt , You try to remember the happiness you’d felt, but that only makes you realize that you can never feel it again. Your joy slowly drains away and your heart hurts more than you ever thought possible. You realize that you are to blame. You should have shut your eyes before you had the chance to see the colors. You should have closed your ears before you heard the music. But you didn’t. Now, you are nothing, when you know you could be something. You know that here is something wonderful out there in the world. And that you don’t have it. You are nothing. There is nothing. There is no feeling left inside you-except one. It is called

            Heartbreak.

Aisha’s crying brought him back.

He tightened his grip on her hand and took his left hand said to her in sign language, telling her “don’t worry I am there. Everything will ok. My son will be ok”