The memoirs of my childhood!

“On 26th May, 1984, you opened your eyes in this world and then the hospital room reverberated with your child like cry. I took you in my arms and kissed you on your forehead and your father bequeathed you with his blessings. He thanked god for a tiny little innocent creature which provided him with delight and peace” said my mother when I was five years old. There are some faded recollections of those years today, when I understand this world and trail through these roads of the present. Just as the cool breeze touches one’s face with its softness, these memories come back to me when I am unaccompanied by anyone. The dark clouds at night revive that fear of dusk in me which made me bury my head in my father’s arms. Those white walls waited for me to devour them and apply a bit of red chilly on it .that was food for me and those plants full of mud and that white chalk gave me that pleasure that cannot be put in words. Back to my hospital room, those living worms freed themselves from my stomach and found an outlet from my mouth. My parents were awestruck and scolded me for it “what on earth did lead you to consume such unwanted material?” I had no answer for it just that I liked it too much to leave it. These were some of my experiences of those little years of freedom and ecstasy and I would like to relive those moments but then these are the drawbacks of time and it waits for none. It didn’t wait for me too.

Dance to the Rythm!

Life is not a mid summer night’s dream, nor it’s the tempest; It’s a comedy full of errors so live it as you like it. It’s a rhythmic intervention of our heavenly bodies that we take different decisions in our life. Life is to dance and enjoy every step as and when you move on. Move with the beats and never let yourself fall. Because it will never give you an opportunity to stand on your feet again. At every step, our conscience guides us and shows us a torch to abide by its rules but we give a deaf ear to it. What happens in the end, the music ends and the party is over. There is no one to gaze at you and your dance. The rhythm has slowed down and it no more wants to interfere. So its wise, not to misinterpret the rhythmic tones and knock at the devil’s door. The angel will only open the door, the day we promise not to question our conscience. When it says no to something, then it is the truth. The truth of life and the truth of your existence. This covers you with a sheet and never lets one dig a hole for himself. So join hands to dance to the most beautiful and heart rending tunes of god’s sent soul in our bodies.

Love is what thy need!

"I cannot live without you" Please be mine forever. We have heard these words innumerable times but have we ever pondered upon it? A lover says this often to express his deep love and feelings and holds forth so many hidden meanings and emotions. And the girl retorts back with utmost affection"There is something in him that does not let me go away,I think even i am in love with him".
When i was amongst the gullible lot of these teenagers , even i used to be fascinated by the aroma of desire and togetherness. But today when i look back and define my virtues i feel like i left everything and moved on for my betterment. The same people who have incarcerated themselves into a shell of attachment are not satisfied with their glass of wines and still search for that " larger than life image".

Due to some unavoidable circumstances we lose our loved ones but does that stop us from pursuing our suitors anymore? We will forget it with time and clasp the wings of the other mortal who makes us feel special and provides us with what we yearn for all our lives. We call it "love".It is that word which defines the meaning of our lives and destiny. People fall in love to rise again? They break boundaries to fly away to their loved ones and neverwant to come back from that unexplained thrill and excitement. True, Until it does not act as an eye opener and makes them believe in its ineffectuality. And there is no end to it. "So what if she is not a part of my life anymore.One has to move on and so will i"is what goes in our mini gadgets up above . This is what our mothers say."Child,Life is about crossing your path with utmost accomplishment and never let any stone hinder it.Forget what happened in your past and work for your present.What has gone will never come back again" So we do abide by it though initially all hell breaks loose even with the thought of seperating from the so called " beautiful memories"

God had bestowed upon us many blessings and so the almighty does not let our lives be empty .Bright sparks shine and the flower starts blossoming again. Happiness creeps in like a long lost friend." May be she was never made for me, I think this is my true love and i will never let her go . Lets get married sweetheart before its too late ". So was our previous relationship worthless? " No, its just that we had a good time together.Some sweet memories will always be a part of our mind".And this moves on and on and on...

So people,its love what matters and not the source. I am sure many of you would have various counter views on it and wouldnt agree with it. But have you ever pondered upon it? Even if we get married to the person we have admired and loved for all our life ,our world does not end there. It could have been someone else instead. In other words,its the karmic connection that we carry from our previous lives which allows us to spend life with that " someone" And so all the lucky ones should be content and revel in that pleasure for eternity!

A thing of beauty is a joy forever

'You are not beautiful' said my mirror one day when I woke up after a long night's siesta and I felt that I was denied of the blessings of the almighty. Why is that some people are showered with compliments always and the rest just wait for their share of those few sweet sounding words "pretty", "gorgeous" or that exclamatory mark "wow". My mother said that I pondered a lot upon this and which is a very superficial aspect of human personality. Good looks are impermanent and they might not provide you with inner contentment and bliss. My mothers opinions were always contrary to mine but I never argued as deep inside I was aware of the fact that she said this to console me and to have a high self esteem. If this was the fact then why did she look for a beautiful bride for my elder brother? We met many girls but those who were not very pretty did not have any chance. I told my mother that day is not too far when her daughters will be rejected on these very parameters and then she may feel dejected and sad. She was left speechless and never uttered a word after that. I met many girls in my class who were a paragon of beauty and they were appreciated by teachers as well as their peers. Beauty should be appreciated as it's a beautiful gift of god but preferring one over a not so good looking person is iniquitous. Beauty can bequeath one with praises and attention in a party but it cannot provide one with true love. It cannot make one happy forever. When I was still looking at my mirror it raised various questions in my mind. Why am I unhappy? I, the child of lord have been bestowed by priceless gifts always in the form of valuable love, peace and happiness. Just as the birds are cheerful when they are in the arms of the sky, as the child is relaxed even when he/she sees its mother's shadow, I was reveling in that happiness. So why should I indulge in self pity always when I see a piece of attractive flesh around? My sister always said that if you want to know how beautiful you are, ask the person who loves you the most in life. I asked that person one day, and he said "you are unlike all your peers". I was astonished by this statement and wanted to know what it meant. He then said "they have worn a physical jewel that is gifted by the almighty which will be destroyed in a few more years. It would not have the same lustre as before and will be taken away by nature. But your jewel does not have any competitor as it's unique and cannot be taken away by anyone. Your mind is the undistinguishable aspect of you, your soul. It will remain with you forever even after the wild birds devour your body and flesh I was taken aback by his words and then I was convinced with this old proverb that "beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder."