Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Fingers Crossed


It was a fine Christmas evening, the chill air setting the atmosphere for wintertime. Cuddled in blankets I seated myself in the balcony looking out into the evening. I thought about elves, about Santa, about the carols being sung in the churches around the world. I could have easily been lost in my world if not for the sudden honk of the truck on the road. The signal light turned green letting way for the vehicles.
                 The yellow head lights, the red lights, the green single lights, the honking, the voices, the rustle of leaves, the laughter, the shouts- the very music of the living world! People wrapped in shawls or kitted sweaters walking around, soaking in the merriment of the festival.
                    Colour-the core of beauty! The place seemed to be celebrating color. The vibrancy, the vigor, the spirit of any festival- colours in its varied spectrum seemed to be rejoicing around the place, making me want to capture the quintessence on canvas.
                            A mysterious glow seemed to envelope the place. An aura of love. Every living person on the face of earth carried the feeling of love in his or her heart, no matter what kind of love it was, no matter what kind of person the love was for. Everyone loved…even the coldest heart.
                                     This was true Christmas; this very road with the vehicles was the example of Christmas. It was all about love, life, merriment, the sense of living. Being aware of their breaths, being thankful to who they are, praying for desires, letting go tears of joy and sadness, this was the truest form of Christmas. To really live it! To feel the life beating, to keep on feeling! You never live twice; let us celebrate our gift of life. Every festival has the same essence- to be thankful for living. It is Christmas every day. Keep your fingers crossed, Christmas might be over, life is not.  It is a festival every day.

Friday, 23 December 2011

Lovers' Evidence of Love

here goes my first blog!

After having “scaled” the hill, we sat down on the smooth rocks to enjoy the calmness that spread around us. The breeze in our ears, the view the held our eyes, it was almost perfect. My eyes wandered, fleetingly catching the glass bottles which littered the place.
‘Rajesh loves Seema’ my friend announced. Curious we turned around to the place she was pointing at. Scribbled crudely in white paint were the words Rajesh loves Seema.
  The day got interesting as we set out to hunt for more of the many lovers’ evidence of love. It seemed like every blank space on the hill was cramped with graffiti.
Soon the fun turned into irritation.
The engravings and words were practically murdering moral sense. What happened to keep your city clean?  Do people think that by engraving their names and their love on rocks they are immortalizing their love? Is this love? Leaving behind etchings on trees and rocks as an evidence for the extent of your love? This is plain insanity. Hills, trees, monuments, buses, public walls, water pipes(no kidding!) aren’t one’s place to record one’s love.
  Love is a feeling above all, one of the greatest emotions which is capable of crossing inevitable distances.
         Love is much more worthy than carving it on places not belonging to us. If it’s called true love then it is sure to be engraved on your heart.
                                  Make love known through your heart.
                                  Immortalize your feelings through emotions.
                                  Not mindless actions.

A thought to ponder on-
Next time you find a good strong tree and something sharp in your hand and you feel forced to engrave your loved one’s name on it think if that tree is more worthy than your heart.   

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