Blogging if nothing else
definitely gives you a wondering and wandering mind. Since past 2 years I have
been reading and writing very actively and hence can claim to belong to this
category. Off late I have been wondering a lot and my soul keeps wandering to
places I have never been to before. I spent sleepless nights standing by the
window looking at a star studded sky wondering what’s in store for me next. And
with those twinkling stars for company my heart slowly begins to wander.
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Depending on my mood, sometimes
it reaches the snow clad mountains to give me chilly experience or it ends up
by the river side with the sweet music of gushing water to soothe my fraying
nerves. I know it sounds funny but I can almost breathe the smell of drying
leaves in the air and feel the cool water playing near my feet. It is here
somewhere amidst those hide and seek playing sun rays, behind those sun kissed
mountain tops and just a little above those pine trees that my poems are born.
I imagine myself lying on the grass facing a clear sky as my heart begins to
narrate all that it has been wanting to say till now.
I look forward to each day to
learn a new lesson in the book of life. We meet so many people – good, bad,
ugly – each one of them unique and distinct in nature. What they bring along is
equally distinct – a lesson to be embossed on the pages of life under today’s
date. For me well they are all categorized into punctuations. Some are question
marks – the people I fail to understand. Some are exclamation marks – people
who amaze me (could be both good and bad). While there are some commas denoting
that I am still waiting for them to make a move for me to understand them.
Further some are semi colons with their thoughts leaving me perplexed. And last
but not the least some are full stops – these are specifically for people I am
done with. I mean whom I am not going to have anything to do with in future.
At times when I am in their
presence I feel my soul wandering into the realms of their mind. I try to
imagine what they are like in their personal life, what their childhood would
have been like. Does this person have a sinister secret hidden deeply? What do
those eyes want to share – is it pain of having loved and lost or is it the
shine which one gets after having washed the eyes with tears of joy? I notice
some peculiar habits and try to connect it with the nature…. While am doing all
this somewhere in the dark alleys of my mind suddenly there is a big BANG and a
story is born. A protagonist takes shape, adding a story line and with a little
bit of mish mash here we have a nice tale to narrate.
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It is rightly said – Life is
perhaps the greatest journey I will ever be on, and writing makes it greater
for it takes me to places where perhaps I can never reach in real.