Dedicated to all the people in the world who felt tensed atleast once in their lifetimes.
These are the moments when I see myself as hollow. Without
knowing the situations that are queued up I stepped into the current that now
drives me. The potential in me seems to vaporize like the fumes of the molten
iron. Still I continue to walk this way with the light unknown.
Trust that I have in this world is just enough to overcome
these little pressures I am experiencing. But it is the spirit that supports me
to continue walking, strongly like ever before. Humbled I live, watching the
lights diminishing only with the blind trust that everything will be in place.
I don’t have the worldly words to describe the drained
spirit. Without the strength that is mine I have come this far. But still there
is an ocean to cross. The moments of being tensed seems to make the environment
unfriendly. The love still exists and I feel acknowledged that things will be
in place. Each time, I can convince myself only because of the STRONG HEART and not
because of the knowledge of future.
It’s still the trust I use, to keep myself out of trembling.
A little different it is from the fears of the world, but still so
uncomfortable to drain my spirited existence. Working till the last calorie
that is left un-burnt, I continue to take my next step.
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REALIZE, REINVENT…
THE LITTLE TRUTHS OF LIFE
Recollecting the happenings in my life, let me write this beautiful story. One day I entered a room, which was filled with darkness that seemed unlimited in all its dimensions. Nothing was visible. I stayed and lived in the place where anger, frustration and tears had no meaning. There was no one to listen or speak to. With the dreadful darkness around me the only companions were the hopeless, weak thoughts.
Suddenly there was a feeling of hope taking roots from where I am, when I found a candle. It seemed as though the strength of my emotion touched the plane of the heavens, which brought help. Now, with the candle lighted I was reassured that the nature was helping me. For once I adored, respected and fell in love with the candle which showed me the world. I could now enjoy every bit of my existence as the room was filled with exquisitely beautiful things. There were no more thoughts but only pure happiness and joy that ruled my kingdom of life. The candle now appeared as God. It felt as though there was nothing more beautiful and lovely than this candle that I respect the most.
In this mesmerizing flow of events, there was one thing that I forgot. I forgot that the candle cannot last for long and its existence on this plane is temporary. When I became aware of this little truth, I understood that even my existence on this wondrous plane was temporary. And before the candle has left me, it is me who is leaving the candle. This walk into a new room may bring many more surprises and the candle remains a memory in this illusory story of existence.
- P.ADITYA HIRAN
p.adityahiran@gmail.com
22nd Oct 2009