Placing his crown on the side table,
Listening to the Prince’s fable,
Kissed goodnight to the princess’s forehead,
Watching them sleep on the silk bed,
He looked around the room glistening with gold,
“Why do I feel feeble and old?
When I’m still young with valour and vision,
Why does my heart feel wounded with a lesion,
When I have all the treasures to give,
And I live a life people dream to live?”
Listening to the King’s silent pain,
A voice whispered through the rain,
“A smile is all you need to give,
To live with peace you must learn to Forgive”…
In the warmth of an autumn evening,
On a busy street with twinkling lights..
His glance pierced the crowd for her,
And as he met her eyes..
All the noise disappeared..
What remained was a brilliant smile,
And words unsaid…
Here I lie on a perfectly colourful swing,
Children running by the beach,
A friend cracks a joke,
We all laugh till we break into tears.
Such a beautiful sunset.
And quite suddenly I realise,
No matter how bright I shine throughout the day..
Ever since you left, every night I drown too…
I’ve always wished to have wings.. To be able to fly on my own and run my fingers through clouds… I guess we all do.. Right? But what for? What excited Da Vinci’s imagination about the possibility of soaring through the skies that he presented “The flying Machine” to us..? Why did the Wright brothers were so fascinated with the gliders that they changed the course of human civilisation by giving virtual wings for generations to fly.. Was it just a means to travel distances in a shorter period of time or an endless desire to connect.. to connect where we all came from…
Yes, we all came from the same place… Remember? How Adam had to leave his true home.. “The Heavens” in order to make this world a beautiful place.. A new home, a family… But did he forget about the place he belonged to? No..! Afterall, we are all his family too.. Why wouldn’t we wish to fly back…
I have myopia..
You know… Short sightedness.. There’s a certain point when everything just becomes blurred and I just can’t figure out what’s ahead of me…. This feeling of uncertainty while taking a step down the stairs or looking for a pin on the floor doesn’t make me feel lost.. But it’s the uncertainty of the twists and turns that my life keeps taking…. It scares me..
What if I end up in the wrong direction..? What if this isn’t what I want..? What if the ones that I have faith in, break my trust over and over again? Is it ever going to get any better.. What if it doesn’t? What if the pain never subsides? What if this pain makes me bitter and I become a totally different person..?
And just then I hear the trickling of water.. I hear water knocking on my window.. Calling me out… And as soon I open the window I feel the fresh breeze kissing my cheeks.. The rain embracing me… Washing away all my fears and uncertainties.. And with every drop falling on the leaves and roof and cars and window panes and the empty tin cans, playing a beautiful symphony for me.. Making me smile…. And by the time it ends I can see everything so clear even in the darkest of nights, without any correction glasses, or anything at all.. I can see everything falling into its place…. I can see everything clear,,,, after the rain..!!