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At The Break Of Dawn !
As I step out
of my home, it’s dark and silent. It’s not the silence that I wish to
experience today. It’s something much more beautiful I’m chasing today. I look
at the sky; it’s still a full moon above me in the sky. The moon is shinning
bright, as if it’s starring right at me. We exchange stares and probably a
I look far
across the distance; I stare at my destination with a twinkle in my eyes. I
know where I have to get to and I know how to get there as well. But I sense a
slight impatience within me. Probably it’s the excitement of getting there more
than the impatience.
I start slow,
because I know it’s going to be a long walk. The more energy I save now easier
it would be for me when I’m climbing up the hill. I’m in no hurry. It’s not the
distance which is going to make the difference. I have the belief within that I’ll
make it on time.
The moon is now
slowly sinking, so are my fears. In a few minutes it’s all going to change. The
darkness around me starts to vanish. I look at the sky; it looks like kaleidoscope
of colours. I imagine the sky to be a dark canvas as colours start to mingle
with one another. Piercing the dark sky the first ray of the day appears.
I get to the
peak of the hill as I keep starring at the sky. Never seen anything like this
before, if there is something called beautiful then it must be this. Peaceful,
serene and simply magical, may be few more such words will fail to describe the
beauty I see before me now. It’s called ‘break of dawn!'
I sit there
on the rock in silence. I slowly dissolve myself with my surrounding. I try to
absorb every passing moment. Smile across my face says it all; nothing in life
has ever been more beautiful.
It was yet another Friday or billions of
earthlings. May be it was a mundane day ahead for
some and exciting for others. An exciting day ahead for the ones who were certain
of the joy to be unwrapped the next day, the weekend. Well, in my case it was
the former. Blame it on being one amongst the many who work on Saturdays.
The distance between us questions possibilities, Two souls who connect yet shall stay detached, Life running along parallel tracks that shall never meet, Yet hope says they would someday be entwined. UnInhibited feelings spoken, thoughts exchanged, Unassuming how the world would read them, Prejudices can't be fought, let free thoughts sail, It's a battle less spoken, but I know many shall be fought. Feelings expressed in words for many are view points, Sometimes misunderstood, unacceptable for few. Thoughts expressed are sometimes song of a bleeding heart, These emotions maybe shunned by many as no art. Questioned and unacceptable orphan thoughts, Wish to die accepted, but denied and stay detest. Don't let yourself be consumed by the opinions of others, Your soul deserves a sweet song, let it be one about it's zest.
The other day in midst of a long tiring journey from the airport I zoned out in thoughts, looking outside the window. What was I thinking? I was trying to fathom as to what's the single most element distinguishing mediocrity from excellence.
A lot of us have this beautiful idea in our mind to be achievers of some sort. Each individual has their own definition of excellence. All of it leading to creating a happy space in our minds. But these remain mere ideas and definitions in our head.
We have a lot of clutter occupying our minds. Some of it even includes being less appreciative of others success. Being too bothered about right and wrong of others choices. A bunch of useless thoughts which in no way are going to be helping us in our pursuit of happiness. When we are done with all the wining about the world and people in it, we get on with our mediocre life.
We seem to believe that there is solace in the cocoon of mediocrity.
"There are no easy ways, no escapes, Yet we wish s…