Nature has turned on its spring button and the Jasmine tree stands with its comrades in the canopy of the forest, adding curls to the hair style of earth….
The trees have been here since long…the leaves have washed themselves with the fizzing sunlight and have slept together under the bed sheet of stars!
Those leaves have dressed to the most unsurpassable and bonny attire and have put on their nose ring chained to the jasmine flower! Looking at their coquettish charm when the air whistles and runs to snuggle it with its arms, the leaves get timid and blush when the air runs its fingers on the deep creases of the leaves!
As the pendulum swings fro and the moon comes up to exhibit its glam on the dark ramp, leaves get little cosy as its time for them to haunt the dreamland!
They put off their jewellery and the jasmines shed down on the road, paving the way for a love couple to cross over and breathe in the beguiling air of love!
How beautiful is this season when every flower in the nature smiles till the earlobes, when the nature seems to be a princess who is beautifying herself for her lover with all the adornments available!
But unfortunately the fate of the princess is not so providential. Her lover kicks the bucket, leaving his princess to survive alone in this lonesome world,
gifting her with a widowed life!
Now comes in the king of dusk. In his aura the sky too becomes pale and lacklustre! The leaves mourn and whine and all its raw beauty casts off.
They get their new costumes of dark colours with creases all around!
The jasmines too leave them alone obviously because they were ushered on the grave of their lover!
It seems as if someone has molested the soul of nature! She still reacts to the whistling of the air but now the leaves don’t blush rather they shed off and break down when the air comes to caress!
Lying there helpless, incapacitated and doleful on the road way, the lifeless pale yellow leaf craves to be irrigated with love and affection of the spring! All its tears have now dried up and its soul has been shattered. The tormenting shriek could be heard in the creaking sound every time a passer by stamps on it! It yearns for its lover to come soon and escort her and place her again at her throne among the disciples, the white jasmines!
Life is a garden which grows every moment from a weensy bud to a mammoth tree which yields fruits and proves to be originative. It indeed witnesses autumn when the barren branches shudder alone at night but the essence to be tasted here is that the first ray of the sun shall even bring flowers with it to embellish the journey again!
The new bud of the spring age had started germinating on the branch as soon as the fragile yellow leaf gave upon its last breath in its autumn age!
Friendship! The one relation which actually decrypts the beauty of the bonds which are even above blood relations… Don’t you think how that one friend knocked into our lives…why did it happen and what was the reason for us to share a cordial equation? In this journey of life, we come across many travellers, the heart tends to skip a beat whenever it meets another heart with whom it can share its secrets of deep agonies hidden within the deep skin layers! Its the soul which covets and yearns for friendship because every moment it is being pricked, it needs a friend to stay back and hear all the rants!
They pick you up when you are thrown out the life’s train…at the wrong station! A friend is no less than a person who peels off the skin of an onion! STRANGE! How? It is because he\she knows that their heart will be stabbed and the blood will ooze out from their heart as well when they’ll try to be the ointment to someone else’s life still they go on removing the skin layers one by one to reach up to nucleus of the scar and cure it ignoring the tears which will roll down their cheeks. We share every emotion with them. The sweetest..sourest and even the bitterest. Because we know that somewhere they’ll turn the tables of our mental stability! True friendship can’t be weighed on the balances which has the weights of Facebook tags and memes, friendship bands and a taste for F.R.I.E.N.D.S! It is way above than all these delusions and much more heavier. When someone tries to knuckle us and we stand alone being jeered upon that person will be smashed off by our friend even if we had had a world war 3 with him\her just before the slightest speck of sand slumped down the sand clock! I believe every friend you meet is meant to turn the tables! Either they make you or they teach you how the world masquerades! There’s nothing like a good friend or a bad one because the more you are cozened, your inner self gets more beautifully embroidered! But you need to know the next time that even friendship can taste bitter! We share smiles, tears and many conversations and emotions which can’t be brought down to words, the rolling of the eye brows speaks all of it. Our soul gets a mirror to have a glace at the beauty it exhibits, with which even we were unknown! Before befriending anyone else we need to fix an appointment with ourselves to know what are our desires for life and what is it with which we shall suffice our hunger.
Squeeze out the essence of every snuggled relation and you’ll get buckets of honey pouring out with affection and tenderness…let your soul take a gulp of it and taste friendship! Value your friends…they beautify your life’s stage play!
So how many of you out there are Sandeep Maheshwari fans?
I guess there would rarely be someone who wouldn’t have paid heed to the pristine words of the great orator! I personally try to uphold his every word.
I’m not trying to blandish or flaunt about his work but I’m just trying to sketch your attention towards his hard laboured words!
Yes those are hard laboured!
But even you and I have those thoughts at some point of the day..Right?
Then what makes him special? Have you thought of this?
The simplest answer to this question is that when we come across those rhetoric words we can feel the vibes and the spark which blaze out of his life! His eyes reveal all the secrets even before those come to his tongue to persuade the masses!
I’ve endured this kink very firmly with time that your words matter and become laudable only and only if you genuinely abide by them and your life is also a reflection of the nuggets your tongue spell out!
All of us have counted upon this notion many times that even if your words are articulate to help someone climb the mountain but they won’t be caged in the hearts of people until you yourself have placed the flag of your name on the nose of the mountain!
Today when we have plans made up with us to mould our future accordingly all of us behold that spark to leave permanent imprints in the world reckoning which the world would pronounce our name with respect!
Have you deciphered that spark?
You know that zeal and ebullience I’m talking of is the fuel to keep our dreams alive and give them the wings to fly beyond all borders! That spark is the oxygen for your future to breathe in the air of satiety and not nauseation!
But there is something fishy in this picture. When we are swimming in the revieries of our framed future till then the heart seems to be dancing on the success notes but with time this picture fades away! Obviously it will because its an illusion dear, an air castle of clouds with our dreams stuffed inside!
All the bridges seem collapsing with time as that spark flickers! It happens with all of us. And believe me it’s pretty cool because if you try to open up the loop here you’ll understand that you genuinely know and you are able to make out that somewhere your spark is being succumbed by the worldly air!
Now comes up the main theme…if you genuinely want your future to be visaged as in your dreams you’ll have to protect your spark from blowing off.
We have to fuel up our dreams with determination and dedication so that the explosion is of flowers adorning the path of our life and not vandalising it!
To make the twists of the tongue worthy and profound for every ear in which they fall when your voice box opens up, you’ll have to knit your life perfectly with the spark encaged!
Hey! Yeah I’m taking to you…you are so strong isn’t it? Why? Don’t you portray so this way…yes we do!
Have you been mocked at some point in your life that you ended up covering your tears with a tissue but still you stretched your lip curves to show that oh come on I don’t give a damn dude!
It happens with me! And you know that feeling is just inexplicable! It feels as if I’m standing alone amongst a myriad crowd of people who are experts at being derisive towards me and pressing my weak nerves! Why my smile is considered to be my weakness at that instance? It feels as if I’m striving hard to breathe. All the despondence and dejections come to smash off my confidence! It feels so lonely as if I’m moving about the streets alone in search of companionship!
We are sure that we won’t break down at that moment but the inner conscience pierces the soul and those scratches can’t be healed easily if those become in depth!
We just expect a single voice in the crowd at the eleventh hour to just hold a firm grip on the shoulder! That’s it! But it doesn’t happen!!
All of us make strategies for life and we make a list of all the prerequisites that we will need in our journey but we don’t add up that one person who will be able to carry the baggage of our emotions and unpack them with care and concern!
It feels as if the walls are coming from all the directions to crush us!
When the cyclone of dark clouds come to overshadow our life all the plans are out of the race because we really don’t understand how to handle ourselves at that moment!
We think that we will be able to make pace with our emotions and carry them in our hand bag for life but you know when the load gets pent up you won’t be able to carry it alone! You’ll need a collie to help you then…to get the weight off and help you continue your journey and reach the destination!
We bring our hands together and hold them tight…have you ever thought for what?
To get the snuggled feeling of warmth!
Now just think if both of your hands are injured or they are really cold then will you be able to manage? No! We need someone at that point to hold our hands tight, who comes to give warmth through his/her hand! That feeling will be enough to help you survive on the coolest peak because you know that with them even death will be enthralling! You’ll have someone to bid bye!
If you have someone like this please do value and just tell them the fragrance they add to your life’s garden!
Life is a long journey to travel..how beautiful it would be to have people with whom you can admire the beauty of all the flowers and thorns which cross by!
After running continuously for a week without a break this day comes! Literally it comes after every six days but those six days are a complete parcel of all the savoury worldly stuff to tame down the melodies and make your tongue taste bitter even when it licks the favourite chocolate!
Then like typical Hindi daily soap an older version of mine beckons me in the mirror to tell that, “Hey! Charul you wanted the same thing a few days back then why is the fish swimming in the puddle?”
Well yes that’s a fact!
All of us wish to climb the next step and wave the flag of our dreams to tell the air that we have won over it. We wish to swim in sky’s ocean in the boat of our dreams which are the clouds! We wish to write our story on those white pages!
But the irony about human nature is that when you’ll actually be there among the clouds you’ll wish to walk on the land! We are living each day to make the next beautiful and when the time machine actually drives there we wish for yesterday!
Among all of this something is missing…TODAY! The heart dances on the beats of the lungs to keep us alive for the very second! It does not thinks of anything…. if it’ll continue dancing or get paralysed the next second!
Let’s make an effort! The next time you look down don’t think about the jubilations you had there rather just count on the swings which life has taken to push you where you are standing today!
One thing I can guarantee if today you value your present you’ll definitely meet your future of whom you’ve dreamt of and when you will open the doors of your heart ,life will be there on its knees proposing you to walk along forever! Then you’ll be the best thing which would have happened to life!
So next time when you cry over the weekdays just remember that you won’t get your Sunday if you try to murder your Monday!
Look down just to let your heart click a picture of you working hard to be on the top and just have a look at it whenever you feel that the present day is just a handicap!
Everyone please look here!! Now come on say cheeseeeee….and yup here comes the best picture of all of us!
So ironical isn’t it!
But it isn’t that easy. Life isn’t a picture rather its a movie, a reel directed with a hustle and bustle of all sorts of emotions and feelings!
All of us just want to make our lives happy and what would signify it? A constant smile pasted with a frown on the face!
The one person who does alot of effort to coat his emotions with a sugary deceitful smile is a joker but none of us value the painful scars which he comprehends! Although his soul is a deadly dark dungeon but no altar deciphers it!!
It might sound a bit sour but I believe life can’t always smile! Just imagine won’t the cheeks pain?
What I mean to say is that every moment need not go with pink blossoms, enchanting butterflies and crimson clouds with the sun peeping from behind all around but its important to make every moment meaningful! Whatever you do should be an effort like a speck of mud to erect a humongous tomb of happiness for the most precious moment of your life! Even if you want to whine make sure its actually meaningful or else chalk out which emotion is worth it!
Every emotion is equally important in life because you can’t fool yourself looking at the delusive smile in the picture! Emotions are like different ingredients some sour, sweet,salty, savoury and zesty to make a scrumptious dish called life!
You have to taste the salt of tears to know the sweetness when you lick your lip curves!
Sometimes when the soul sobs.. I really don’t know what bothers.. It feels as if someone is gulping my pieces.. The scratches endured seems too agonising…It feels as if someone is scooping my soul… I just look for a friendly ear in the whole bedlam… Which could just listen to my rants and sufferings.. One who doesn’t judges me to be weak seeing my tears… I have been holding onto them since long.. The pressure now is ginormous and demands emanation… I hope to find a friend who would pay heed to me soon!
When emotions pent up to the greatest stature they are to be caressed with friendly hand before you get swayed away with its hurricane! #waiting@cc