Ali’s Christmas Wish
by DJ Elton
Early Christmas morning, Ali went into the garden and sat on a large rock. The sky was a haze of blues, violets, and burning red. As he pondered the source of his discontent, he thought about what had come before today, and what may come about afterwards. There must be a purpose to all life. He remembered his great ancestor, the mythical warrior king, Sabin— the complete human being. He looked around at flowers and trees of such beauty and colour. These fears could transform his day-to-day security but Ali didn’t want that. How he appreciated the solace of the garden. Yet, still he saw his worries like poisonous ants creeping into his almost perfect existence.
He didn’t want to feel at a loss. He found himself craving for a freedom from both his mind and body. It was quite intangible, and he wished it wasn’t happening, today of all days. What could help him?
He thought of his life, his family—parents, sisters, and brother. He could see their faces, hear their voices, their laughter, feel their love and their unspoken dreams. They all wanted more. Ali wanted more. He wanted much more than he already had and so did they, and all of them had so much already. Ali wanted people, events, and things to keep him happy. Something was amiss. But what or whom had he lost?
A little spark of insight gathered inside. Ali felt a small ripple of change occurring in his mood. Something intangible and uncanny filled his spirit. Bing! A bright light went on in his mind. Brilliant and powerful. It was the answer to his Christmas wish. That’s what was missing. He needed someone or something to deeply trust. He had to somehow find or recognise the source of that trust.
DJ Elton is a writer of speculative short stories, poetry, and micro-fiction living in Melbourne, Australia. Her work has been published in several anthologies since she started getting serious about it all back in May 2019. She wears a few hats; having worked in healthcare for quite some time, travels to India and South-East Asian countries, and a meditator for more than half her life, all of which add colour to her writing work.