For the next 2 hours , Rudra struggled a lot.
He went from a grown man who knew how to walk and venture alone into the big bad world and instead became a tumbling , stumbling new born baby who had just learnt how to crawl.
Rudra no longer relied on just his understanding to make sense of the world around him , but rather did what all babies do and started to learn the laws of the world for the first time.
He touched every surface , and then tried to lick it as he tried to understand the texture of things around him.
While it took him sometime, but he started to realise that in this warped space where everything was not what it seemed to be , everything tasted exactly like what it was meant to be.
The floor tasted like tiles , the water tasted like ocean water , the wood tasted like grass and the grass tasted like wood.
It was then that he burnt a piece of grass , to find out that it indeed burnt like an ideal fuel for his cooking needs.
