The Weight of the Current
To wash away the past is a heavy labor. We carry our histories like stones in our pockets, walking toward the water, hoping the river is deep enough to swallow what we no longer wish to hold. There is a specific silence in the act of surrender. It is not the silence of the forest or the quiet of a winter field, but the sound of a person letting go of a name, a regret, or a long-held grief. We stand at the edge of the flow, watching the surface ripple, waiting for the cold to reach the bone. We believe that if we submerge ourselves completely, we might emerge as something lighter, something unburdened by the gravity of our own choices. But the water only takes what we are truly ready to lose. The rest remains, waiting on the bank, patient as the tide. Does the river remember the weight of everything it has been asked to carry?
Sanjiban Ghosh has captured this quiet desperation in his work titled Journey towards Salvation. It is a reminder that we are all seeking a place to set our burdens down. Where do you go when the current becomes too strong?
