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Jul 3, 2018

Horizon and beyond


The sky was orange with streaks of black parting away,
I perched on a swing staring at the horizon that lay,
It is so beautiful even though I see it every day,
I wonder if I could ever reach the sun, if I may.
I see silhouettes of birds that are flying away,
Singing their chimes of freedom as their wings sway,
I stare at them with star studded eyes and a pounding heart,
Wondering how it would be to fly with them, being their part.
I live in a cage that is golden and grand,
Sparkles here and there, hanging above the land,
I get fruits and nuts, grains and water,
Not once in my life have I ever known hunger.
People stare at me for my beautiful colors,
And for how vibrant and bright are my feathers,
To them I am unique and deserve to be protected,
But what do they know about my desire beyond restrictions.
Day after Day, I fly up to my sparkly door,
Wishing for it to be opened for once and for all,
Disappointed I fly back to my swing,
Staring back again at the silhouettes of birds flying.
Not gold, not diamonds, not comfort, not treat,
Nothing can take away my desire to be free,
To race with the wind and with birds to sing,
And reach that horizon; I stare at without a blink.
One day I know I will reach that sky,
And nothing will stop me from living a dream that’s mine,
I just have to keep trying for that day to come,
A hope that had once died has now life in it at least some.

Jul 2, 2018

innocent smile


A flower to wither…..



From a bud, I bloomed to a beautiful flower,
Red were my petals and pretty was my color,
Only the rays of sun touched me ever,
Not a bug or a bee was ever my lover.
I looked at the world with a beautiful smile,
Who among them, would truly be mine,
Who would have his eyes on me?
And embrace me with all my beauty.
And finally one day, they bought me a lover,
He wasn’t a rose, but bigger and brighter,
He stood beside me with all his pride,
Looking down at me, saying, “Now you are mine.”
His thorny vines covered my leaves and stem,
Pulling me closer and hurting me with them,
“You don’t need the sun” to me, he said,
“You need me, nothing else instead!”.
My colors slowly, started fading away,
My smile was lost somewhere in dismay,
Tears of blood trickled down my cheeks,
Yet all expected me to smile in glee.
How can I smile, when I am so much in pain?
And why is my pain, to the world, a shame?
Why are they deafened to my shrieks of pain?
Why can’t they see me drowning in dismay?
Lifelessly I stood, trapped, beside him,
All my color and smile darkened in anguish,
Silently praying for that day to arrive,
When I would wither away, beyond anyone’s pride.























Aug 6, 2016

Aquamarine crystals


Beyond the beautiful mountains of Zorpus was an incredible village of Gladeria. A village beyond which, the world of magic began. Unknown to the mortal world, we have been living in this beautiful surreal dimension since our ancestors created it. We were taught that the mortal world was like the flowers of the banished valley, that sparkled as diamonds in the moonlight but a touch of it can curse you to live in agony for life. All the magical creatures, the mortal world believed as non-existent, existed in our world; from the good to the bad and the majestic to the petite. We all lived in harmony abiding to the rules set by our 3 wizard mages who lives for eternity protecting this world from the time known to the time beyond.
My name is Claudia and I am a happy young girl from the village of Gladeria. My parents were ‘Nature whisperers’. They possessed the power to talk to nature. We magical beings inherit basic magical powers from our parents and attend magic academies to develop our other abilities. It is easiest to specialize in our inherited abilities but excelling in other magical powers, is not impossible though difficult. Excelling all the magical abilities was quite an impossible task to be attained in our 200 years of average life span. It is only our 3 wizard mages, who could attain that till date.
I lost my parents in an epidemic that broke out when I was 5. Though I miss them from the bottom of my heart, my village people looked after me with all the love a child can imagine. I too helped them with all my might and loved them back with all my heart. Though I loved everyone, Mrs. Gumble held a special place in my heart. She is always my little “Granny’O”. Oh! The flowers in her garden were darlings too. The ‘Golden Chimes’ flowers always sang enchanting chimes for me and the ‘Lover soul’ flower, he is such a charmer! But I was always enthralled to talk to the ‘Oracle’ flower. She always told me about how my life would change when I meet the love of my life. I feel a tingling from inside my heart every time I hear that. I truly wonder how he would be…..
The magical academy of Zorelia is the biggest magic academy in our world. Our 3 wizard mages are directly involved in this academy. Lucky me, I got an admission there as well!
After leaving my Gardenia behind, I travelled to the academy in a flying carriage from my village. On a huge cliff residing in the middle of the enchanted sea of pearls, stood this humongous castle structure that had a mystique air to it. As soon as we landed at the entrance gate, little trolls rolled next to our carriage asking for my admission papers. They were this small, round, grey creatures that were so cute that I couldn’t help a chuckle. Clearing my papers I was allowed to enter the premises. Waving bye to Mrs. Gumble who came to see me off, I took my first step to my future. I was very much tensed but at the same time happy. Through with all the formalities, I was directed to the Girl’s Dorm to settle down. I was assigned a room with a balcony facing the beautiful sea.
The next day, it was a fresh morning and I reached my class. Among all the other fellow students I noticed a boy sitting by the window seat gazing at the waves crashing on to the cliff. The morning sun rays illuminated his elegant features and made him look radiant. His emerald green almond eyes sparkled like the dews in the sun rays and his coal black hair falling on his forehead could just enhance his elegance. I could sense a slight sorrow in the depth of his eyes searching for happiness. Like a spell of magic I was drawn to him and before I realized I was sitting next to him.
“Hello, I am Claudia and you are?” I introduced myself with an intention to strike a friendship. With a short gape at me he just resumed back to his gaze outside. A little disappointed and wondering why, I continued, ‘I am sorry to have disturbed you, I just wanted to be your friend.”  But this time he did not ignore me. He replied, “I am Ryo, and you wouldn’t want a friend like me.”
Taken aback by his words, I continued, “Why so?”
Ryo just gazed at me and said “What you see may not be” and again looked away. Somewhere within those words, I felt the sorrow I saw in his eyes. I was tempted to know more about him. Many came in trying to talk to him but his cold replies fled everyone away except me. I very badly wanted to be his friend; I wanted to be the one he would share his joy and sorrow with. Though I greeted him every day and tried to start a conversation with him, he always ignored me. But one day as I wished him a good morning, he stared at me for a moment and asked, “Why do u want to be my friend?” With a smile I meekly replied, “Because I believe we are destined to be so.” He just gave me a confused look and walked away. But the next day when I greeted him yet another time, he greeted me back taking my name. I was happy and astonished at the same time. From then on Ryo and me  slowly became good friends.
Ryo was a wonderful guy with a heart as pure as love. Words weren’t his best companion but he always conveyed his true feelings in the bluntest manner possible. His earnestness in his words had started to sink in me, wavering my heart deep within. Every second I spend with him were memories I cherished in a special chamber in my heart.
One morning, as I stood in my balcony to watch the first ray of the sun touch the sea, I noticed someone walking from the waters to the shore. In the soft morning light, I could easily make out the persona of the person walking out of the waters. “Ryo?” I wondered in confusion. He looked tired as he dragged himself to the shore. “What is Ryo doing in the waters this early in the morning?” I wondered as I dazed at him dragging himself to walk towards the Boy’s Dorm. That day throughout the class, I watched Ryo who looked tired and distracted. After our academic sessions were over, I went up to Ryo to enquire.
“Hi Ryo, what’s up with you, you were all distracted in the class today and besides, you look tired.”
In a sudden confusion, he averted his eyes and replied, “I couldn’t sleep well yesterday.”
I and Ryo hadn’t become very close friends yet, but I was the only one he interacted with. May be I was just a friend to him but to me he was dear and so I was concerned about him.
“You know Ryo, wouldn’t it be obvious that you couldn’t sleep yesterday.” I spoke staring into his deep green eyes.
With an astonished look on his face Ryo asked me what I exactly meant. To have grabbed his attention, I decided to confront him.
“What were you doing in the sea early in the morning today? You know we are not supposed to go there after the sun set, don’t you?
Ryo’s face fell pale. All his colours had drained off. He furrowed his brows instantly, brushing me off in a rude tone. “It none of you business, keep yourself out of my life!” and he ran off towards the Boy’s Dorm.
Honestly, I expected him to reply as that to be a boys daring challenge or something of that sort, but Ryo’s reaction was clearly indicating something serious. I wanted to get to the bottom of it. It must be my intuitions working but I sensed that this act had a connection to the ever living sorrow I sense in his eyes.
I decided to take a stroll in the slight stretch of woods, lining the shore. Using my powers as a ‘Nature whisperer’ I spoke to every little flower and trees in the area and was shocked to know that Ryo went to the waters almost every night talking to a mystique lady figure emerging from the waters. They even told me that they saw a mysterious beast lurking in the waters a certain times. I was concerned; worried about Ryo and what disturbed me the most was the mystique lady figure.
That night I decided to spy on him and hid in the woods, lining the shore. After a while I saw Ryo walking by, to the shore. As he approached the rocks, I saw a beautiful lady emerging from the waters, her red wavy free flowing hair sparkled the stars above. Her beautiful eyes were so deep that the entire ocean would fill in them. She was as beautiful as a sea siren. I felt a rage in me rising. Who is she? How does she know Ryo? Why does he go to see her every night? I wanted to know. Without a thought I ran up to him. Sensing someone coming, Ryo turned around to see me. The woman’s gaze though shifted to me, her expression was unchanged and was pleasant as earlier.
Without saying a word I stood there staring at Ryo while he went pale and stunned. The mystique lady broke the silence saying, “She might be your answer Ryo.” I didn’t understand what was going on but all I knew was that I was hurt, bad enough for the tears to run down my eyes. Ryo seemed hesitant; he looked here and there with his gaze down to the ground. Finally, my emotions reached its limit; I couldn’t take it any long.
“Ryo, I know I don’t mean anything to you, but I care. I care about you, allot!’ I was surprised at my own words. I had this sudden urge to protect him from some unknown bad he was undergoing. I couldn’t hold back the tears that gushed out. With teary eyes, I feel on my knees. “I want to protect you Ryo! I don’t know if I can but let me at least try!” I couldn’t take it any longer; I covered my face and let my emotions bleed from my heart until something warm touched me. When I raised my head I saw Ryo kneeling down in front of me, holding my arms. His eyes were teary and he had a pained expression on.
“Claudia, I know I have been cold to you, but trust me, it’s only because I care. Don’t involve with me Claudia. You deserve better”
“NO!” I shouted aloud. I never knew I could sound so too. “I don’t want anyone else. Why don’t you understand! I will do all I can. I swear upon the magic I inherit.” May be it’s the determination I had in my eyes; Ryo suddenly embraced me with all his strength. Sighing in resignation he released me and said, “I will tell you everything”
Ryo told me his story, the reason behind the sorrow he posses. Ryo was an adopted child. His parents found him abandoned in the world of mortals. Having no children, they decided to adopt the child. Without anyone knowing they smuggled him to our world of magic. They named him Ryo and loved him dearly. They had the power to control elements of nature like fire, water, air and such. They were called “Rudiments” as they could touch the basic elements of the nature. Suspicion fell on Ryo as a child because he did not inherit the powers of his parents. Soon this news reached our 3 wizard mages who gave Ryo’s parents two options. One is to abandon Ryo back into the world of mortals erasing his memory of our world or Do a sacrifice and let him posses magic like one among us. Our world has an option of inheriting magic through a contract made with a magical creature. It is like a give and take option. Where we give away something dear to us and gain magical powers and boons instead. Abandoning him was intolerable for Ryo’s parents so they opted to make a deal with a sea serpent who agreed to abide. The contract was marked in Ryo’s heart and the deal was that he would turn into a sea serpent on every blue moon night that occurred in a fortnight, when he turned 20.
Now, he was 20 and the contract period was meant to start. The beautiful lady from water was none other than Queen Pearleen who ruled the seas and resides in this enchanted sea of pearls. Also to her position, she was one among the 3 wizard mages who ruled upon our world. Ryo meets her every night as he believed there was a way to void his contract.
I froze in my place. It all sounded like a story and my senses were too shocked to accept this as a reality.
Ryo continued, “When I met you and saw how much you cared about me, I was pleased. I did notice the affection in your eyes every time you looked at me. I too wanted to love you with all my heart and live a happy life with you. But Claudia, it is impossible. You deserve some one better, someone who can make you happy and not a beast like me.” He closed his eyes and looked away in sorrow. When I saw him look away in pain, I decided no matter what happens we will face it together. Holding his hand I vowed to him, “I can’t promise if I can void this contract but I promise to be by your side my entire life, as your love, as you soul.” Ryo looked at me with eyes filled with tears of affection.
“What if there was something you can do”, Queen Pearleen’s voice interrupted us. “NO!” Ryo roared. “I don’t want her to be involved!” But I ran to Queen Pearleen leaving Ryo’s hands holding mine. “Your highness, If there is anything I can do to help Ryo please tell me. I wouldn’t mind doing anything at all if it promises him his life back.”
“A contract made is for life Claudia, but you can make another contract and alter his.” smiled the queen as she told me so.
“I wouldn’t mind at all if it can make him happy” I replied almost instantly.
“NO! Claudia please don’t do this!” Ryo demanded.
Gazing at him pleadingly, all I said was “…. Please Ryo, please let me do it”. Hesitantly, Ryo withdrew himself in resignation.
Suddenly from the waters came sounds of splashing, when I glanced I saw a beautiful mermaid settling down on a rock nearby.
“She is the one you have to make a contract with” spoke Queen Pearleen pointing at the beautiful mermaid.
“As you wish, your highness” replied the mermaid bowing her head.
“I am aquamarine, a mermaid of the seas. I will grant you the power to turn him back to his human form as and when he turns into a sea serpent with your kiss, if you promise me to offer flowers ever full moon day. But the contract would be written in the iris of your eyes and your iris would turn into aquamarine crystals as a sign of the contract.”
It was something I can do with any least effort. And if I did this deal I could save Ryo and at the same time be with him for life as it was only my kiss that could turn him back to his human form. With no other thought, I agreed.
In no time my iris turned into aquamarine crystals and a contract was made. Ryo who was watching everything in silence, broke down in tears. “I am sorry! I am very sorry to have put you through all this.”  I went close to him, lifted his chin till our gaze met. Instantly, Ryo’s expression turned into a daze as he looked into my eyes as I spoke to him “I love you Ryo, if we can be together forever that is the best I can wish for.” Ryo smiled back and said “Your eyes, it reflects the entire sea in them. I can see the depth of your love in them. I can feel your soul in them.” We both smiled and embraced each other as the stars shone upon us.



Jul 15, 2016

Love

Like sorrow and glee, love is a feel,
It has its ups and downs,
But different from other, emotions of all,
It’s different from one to another.
The ones in your dream and books that you read,
May not be the one you feel,
It’s confusing at times, and painful a while,
But the feeling in you, never die.
You might fight with the one, and fume like the sun,
And think you hate them so much,
But when you move on and fumes are all gone,
You would love them even more.
From person to person, from bond to bond,
Love differs in all its form,
Parental love and Godly love,
Are just the two of the forms.
Love in women, are so different from men,
Where men never believe to show,
While love in men, are so different from women,
Where women keep expecting more.
Though all the love is pure in its form,
It all emits from one’s heart alone,
But the love between two lover souls,
Are the most vibrant of all.
The phases of love are different too,
In spite of the age one’s in,
From coyness to smile, and gaze to ‘HI!”
To the times they are one from inside.
The love between a husband and wife,
Is the most magical to know,
Though they argue and fight, even on matters so light,
In the end a smile melts it all.
An emotion that keeps you happy and glee,
And makes you sad too at times,
Anger and fear has its roles too in here,
All together is called true love.
We are all loved in a form or another,
We should see it now or it’s never,
It’s confusing at times, as it’s not always smiles,
But the feeling of love is always there.
I wonder the reason, to why love is magic,
Of all the emotions good and bad,
But when all the feelings, come in together,
The magical love is in the air.

Mar 14, 2015

I Wonder


This article isn’t particularly about anything but the thoughts that crawl through my mind. I wouldn’t denote myself a ‘thinker’ but yes, I love to think. Imagination is where everything begins. So, as I sat checking my whatsapp messages, I happened to come across an audio file send by my niece. It was a ‘shaayari’ or you could say a 3 to 4 line rhythmic rhyming poem where the matter is directly addressed. I am not much of a shaayari person but thought about listening to this one as my niece has my taste to philosophies. And I was right, this was different, as in this one gave me a topic to think about.
In this shaayari, the poet mentions that may be death is a very beautiful concept. So beautiful that anyone who sees it for the first time forgets all about life. And I kept wondering, what if the poet is true? We are taught since childhood that death is dark and the soul taker to be ‘Yam raj’! An obese gentle man with thick curly mustache and a pot belly. I remember mommy telling me that He is the most punctual and duty determined of all the creations and he would travel on a buffalo. But when I think about it now, what if it is an imagination? I mean, death is the end of life or in other words death is believed to be a darker side that comes after a beautiful phase called life, as we believe. So the person who imagined it gave this terrifying face to death and called it Yamraj. If we have to interpret it our way and taking into consideration the happenings around the world today what if we are already in the dark phase and death is an entrance to a much beautiful phase where there is no negativity? And may be to help us move on to next phase it isn’t this terrifying gentleman “yamraj” who would guide us but a beautiful vivacious lady with soothing calm voice, the  actual face of death? It can happen right? I was wondering..
As I thought, I saw a program on TV saying “Searching for aliens”. The anchor of the program is actually a researcher and is in search of proofs about alien existence. Isn’t it clear that aliens do exist? I mean, if you believe science to be true or even if you believe in ancient scriptures, both point to the existence of aliens. Scientifically, we are all taught that life existed on earth because of its distance from sun creating the perfect environment for life to begin. In that case, sun isn’t the only star existing in this universe but there are more than a zillion stars around us, in fact we are just a part of a galaxy called Milky Way that alone consists of more than a zillion stars. And it seems that there a zillions of such galaxies existing. If we take all that into consideration then we can say that probably each star will have their own set of planet systems as our solar system.  If that is so, wouldn’t there be planets which would be in a distance from their home star, favorable for life existence? We are not talking about another star but infinite stars and their planet systems. This is my justification to why I believe in alien existence. If history is what you believe in, then there are proofs of alien existence in Egyptian, Mayan and many such civilizations which they refer to as descending Gods in their scriptures.  So don’t you think the question should be something like “Does aliens visit earth often?” or “are alien technology more advanced than us?” rather than “does aliens exist?” As I thought about all this my imagination made in, its entry, leaving me to wonder that would there be a parallel earth in which there would another India and Bangalore and a Chanjal too watching this exact program as I am now? I wonder……
I tell you, imagination is so beautiful. You can think anything and everything you want with no limitations and rules. It might seem nonsense at times and at times it leaves you confused. I wonder if we were not humans we wouldn’t have this beautiful gift of God called imagination, right? There is a hindi song saying
“ Rab ne badi fursath se banaya hai tumhe”.
And I would say, yes, God has given all his time for creating us humans. We are absolute magic of nature. We are gifted with so beautiful abilities yet we ignore them all. Now a day most people are mere machines to make money, (laughs…) I know what you would be commenting now, “Yeah right! We’ll sit here imagining and die starving..” (..laughs) earning money is a necessity, I know, I do it myself but all I am saying is that in this rat race do take a moment to look at life. Appreciate your abilities because if you actually see, these inbuilt abilities we have, are much-much more effective than any man made entertainment.

I’ll better wrap this up here because my thoughts keep shifting from one thought to another.  Happy thinking every one! 

Dec 3, 2014

mahadev


The story of a beautiful friendship

Once upon a time there lived a rose alone in the gardens. She loved her garden but felt the pain of loneliness every time she woke. Whenever friendly flowers grew close to her, the gardeners would replant them away as to keep her unique. Unique was she but lonely. One day she chose to look at the sky and happened to see a smiling sun. For the first time she realized that she could possibly make friends beyond her kind. She bloomed back at the sun and her glorious shades of red caught the sun's eye who chose to be her friend. Every Morning, the sun would wake her up with his delicate morning rays and she would bloom most beautifully with all her charm. Days passed and best friends they became, friends that complimented each other the most. But the skies had another choice to make. They envied their friendship and decided to have the sun on their own. Clouds formed and covered the sun as the sun tried beaming every possible rays to his best friend, but in vain. Not seeing her friend for long, the rose stopped blooming. She searched for him at every nook and corner of the sky. Days passed and the winds and clouds were harsh on her. Slowly she started to wither in distress and pain. Soon enough she was no more. Seeing their friendship come to an end, the clouds chose to move away from the sun. As the sun shone harder for days as he searched for her everywhere he realized she was gone. Until one day he saw a new rose bud spawn in her place. A beginning of a new friendship and thus continued the change of seasons.

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