கிலோமீட்டர் கனவுகள்...

அதிகாலை ஓட்டம் நேரம்..

என் கால்களை விட வேகமாய் ஓடுது மனம்

ஓடிக்கொண்டே ஓர் கனவு வாழ்வு! 

முதல் கிலோமீட்டர்... 

என் பிள்ளைகள் இருவருடன் இதே போல் ஒர் காலை... 

என் காளையைப் பற்றி பேசியபடியே! 

அப்பாவுக்கு சமத்து குழந்தைகள் பிடிக்கும்..

Always strike a balance between body & mind.. 
Be disciplined.. எனக் கூறிய படியே!

எனக்கே சொல்லிக் கொள்கிறேன்...

I will teach my children to learn and do everything as a relaxation and not as a taxing work..

They should know that there is no such thing called pressure than just a thought! 

தாயிலிருந்து மனைவியாய் 

இரண்டாம் கிலோமீட்டர்..

சலனமுற்று அவன் நின்றால் புரிந்து கொள்ள வேண்டும்!

அக்கரையோடு அவன் சொல்வான்-ஏற்றுக் கொள்ள வேண்டும்!

கோபமெனும் தீயை பொசுக்கி  விட வேண்டும்! 

அவன் எப்படியானாலும் ஏற்றுக் கொள்ள வேண்டும்! 

எனக்கென அவள் என அவன் எண்ண வாழ வேண்டும்! 

அன்பு அக்கரை காதல் எல்லாம் அளவாய் ஆழமாய் வேண்டும்! 

பிள்ளையார் சுழி கூட எழுதாத கதைக்கு

க்லைமாக்ஸ் வரை கனவு கண்டு 

மிதந்துக் கொண்டே ஓடும்...

மூன்றாம் கிலோமீட்டர்...

மூளையிலிருந்து உதித்தது!

நிறைய படிக்கனும்...

டாக்டர் பட்டம்! 

பெரிய பேராசிரியை!

அடுத்த சில ஆண்டுகள் ஆராய்ச்சி!

புத்தக வெளியீடு.. 

இவை எல்லாம் நடக்கும் போது..

அவனின் துணை!

ஓர் கை பிடிப்பு.. கன்னத்தில் முத்தம்!

எல்லாவற்றிற்கும் மேலான பேறு அதுவே! 

அவன் கண்ணில் என் பெருமை!

Ambitions நோக்கி பயணித்த படியே

நான்காம் கிலோமீட்டர்!

பயத்தில் ஓர் நடைப் பயணம்!

If destiny is different from dream!

If fate is not what I fancy!

If he never falls in love?

If rolling where the stream leads the only choice! 

If I fall? If the fall is hard? 

Fear shadows my thoughts..

Engulfs my positivity..

I yearn for a push to pull up!

As I realize it is within and not elsewhere!

My leg pedals in the air..

நாளை எனும் கனவில் மூழ்கி மூச்சடங்கும் முன் இன்றில் குதிக்க.. 

ஐந்தாம் கிலோமீட்டர்...

என் பிள்ளைகளுக்கு பொறுமை சொல்லிக் கொடுக்கும் முன்.. 

அவையெல்லாம் நினையாப் பொறுமை நான் கற்க வேண்டும்!

எண்ணங்களில் காணல் கானல்!

நாளை வெறும் நம்பிக்கை!

இன்று நிஜமெனும் மெய்!

என் பேதை மனதை கடிவாலமிட்டு அடக்கிய படியே!

ஓடி முடித்தேன் மீண்டும் ஓர் ஓட்டம் தொடங்க...

ஓடிக் கொண்டிருக்கும் வாழ்வில் 

விடியலானால் ஓடாமல் இருக்க முடியாமல் 

துடிக்கும் fitness freak ஆகிய,

runner's highயில் பயணிக்கும் 

அன்பு தோழி 

சாரா 

Love at First Dip!

Yes from now on I can call myself a trekker. Surprised? 

I did my first full day trek! Even after a week I can feel the breathtaking moments flashing through my nerves as I write. 

Nagala North East One day Easy Trek!

I took it up as a friend just invited me. Vishal said start from easy ones. Thats when I decided yes I am taking my first step in this path. The begining of being a traveller, a trekker, a fighter!

I should thank Mr. Ponpandi for the musical ride in the morning. Bearing the unbearable stink near the tollgate taught me Tolerance. The travel resumed and we reached the foothills of Nagala only by early noon. The sun had no mercy to spare us. He was fully in love with our presence that he showered his rays like the fire dragon! 

The trek began with a few kilometers of steadfast walk with talks of getting to know each other. Stocked with lemons and water to fight dehydration I started to trek. Having been into fitness regime for a few days, I thought an easy trek would be a cake walk. Well I did have my adversity points to face before I got the feeling that the trek was actually easy. The first four to five kilometers of hike to the stream was actually a test of my willpower. I stopped twice at the verge of giving up and had to push every obstacle in my heart with one single thought that the stream is near by and it's going to be heavenly. 

When I found small ponds on the way to the stream I jumped! I filled water to help me through my way. And every time I wanted to give up I pushed further and further. Finally we reached the stream! Ah that one heavenly moment in life. 

Head to Toe burning like Fire

Legs and Hands worn out in Tire

Eyes searching for a place to retire

I jumped into the gleaming stream 

With heart pumping Joy a Scream!

And all at once felt like living a Dream!

I felt like a child so comfortable and secure inside the mother's womb. I am reminded of a long read write up about mother's womb to be the most secure place by the way of conversation between two unborn babies where one asks about life after birth and one answers that it's that only the womb is safe and comfortable and so on...

This world is the womb that my mother gifted me tearing hers apart. This womb is a heaven to be explored till we breath and pass to what we don't know is next! 

Thinking across in these lines I uttered the words of poetry to my trek mate Vanathi.. 

பனிக்குடம் சொர்க்கமென்று மீண்டும் உணர்ந்தேன்..

ஆயிரம் முறை அம்மா என்றழைத்தேன்..

எனை மறந்து இயற்கையில் கலந்தேன்..

இன்னீர்க் குளத்தில் நனைந்து நெகிழ்ந்தேன்.. 

வளைந்தோடும் ஆற்றில் களைப்பார அமர்ந்தேன்..

களைப்பெல்லாம் மறக்க மிடுக்கென நடந்தேன்..

வலி எல்லாம் சலித்துப் போக

காவியங்கள் கலித்த வீரானாய் ஆனேன்! 

Feeling the greatness of nature in its every bit I trekked further heights to the silver showers, tested my fears of swimming without rope and felt accomplished. It felt like I should do have such experiences again and again in life. As I trekked I did fall once or twice, I walked alone tracing paths, fighting fear and laziness. It was an amazingly euphoric experience to feel your will pop out like the beautiful water in the hills and experience it in its raw beauty to the fullest! 

I wish we trekked back the same way though the lazy part of me wanted to walk and not climb. It was fun walking back. It was fun talking stories, meeting new faces, motivated minds and relish the wonder of mutual existence and unity. To share and to lend hands of care! It was an over all wonderful first dip into the raw beauty of everything that was created for this baby of earth to enjoy in this Womb! 

Enjoying inside the Womb of Mother Nature,

Love and life filled to the brim, 

A story shared with love, 

Sarah.

சாலையோரம்.. (A) The Scrooged Sleep - Reality?!

சாலையோரம்..

கவலைகளின்றி உறங்கும் கண்கள் கண்டேன்...

சோர்வில் சுருண்ட கால்கள் கண்டேன்...

கொசு வலை அந்தப்புரங்கள் கண்டேன்..

கொசுவின் ஸ்ருதியில்  குரட்டை சேர்ந்து.. 

இரவின் இசை வெளியீடு கண்டேன்..

யாரோ வாங்கிய புது வீட்டில் வாடகையின்றி...

வானம் பார்த்து ஒய்யாரமாய் உறங்கும் யோகம் கண்டேன்...

ஒன்பது மனிக்குள் ஒடுங்கும் உலகம் கண்டு.. 

காண்பது பொய்யோ என ஐயம் கொண்டு..

உழைப்பின் வரமான உறக்கம் இதுவோ?

நாளை மறந்த இன்று இதுவோ?

காவியில்லா சித்தர்களோ? 

வேள்வி பழகிய வீரர்களொ? 

கேள்விகள் இல்லா குபேர வாழ்வோ? 

இவையெல்லாம் என் கற்பனையோ?

கற்பனைக் கடந்த கர்ம வினையோ? 

எனக் கேள்விகள் சுமந்து நின்றேன்! 

நடை பழகி செல்லும் தோழி

சாரா

The Scrooged Sleep!

As I walk along the roadside, 

On a busy traffic evening, 

A sight of absolute contentment, 

Made me pause a moment of Thought!

Eyes shut from the baggage of worries, 

Legs snugged into the covering wraps, 

Like a snail in its shell,

Mosquito nets that became Master bedrooms, 

The music of snor meddled

with the hizzzez of the Night!

A Jackpot it is to spend the night 

On brand new home not spent for!

The absolute calmness amidst 

the roaring night life!

For is it my City or 

the long forseen Utopia?

A boon of tireless working?

Living the reality of the day

Leaving the fantasy of tomorrow

Monks of Modern World!

Fighters are they, for they mastered the art of survival!

Neither questioned nor bothered!

The midas touch life

For Gold it is indeed!

To sleep peacefully under any sky, 

Inquisitive becomes my heart, 

For is it the mirage of my eyes?

or the Oasis of ultimate truth?

When work becomes a Scrooge,

That grants the sleep!

Tough becomes the day

For the fight becomes endless!

In deep thoughts, 

On the consuming fury of Work-life, 

Walking a snail-pace, 

Love

Sarah

I Have a Story to Share...

Dear Readers,

Many Say that Story Telling is an Art.. Which I knew Not..

Been Long since I narrated a story. So, here is the story of the most hilarious experience of Continuous failures within a span of a few hours after getting a Phoenix Bird Inked below my Neck.

As a result my excitement and curiosity to get inked I was finally able to find a tattoo Artist to get the Job done. He is a friend of a friend. Vishal- A really dedicated artist I must say. I was so desperate to get inked. As it was a weekday and I have been getting bad remarks from my Boss for being late to work for the last few days, It was certainly not an apt time to get a tattoo done as I had to hurry back to work in the morning even if I have post-ink pains and irritations. I woke up on a Tuesday morning all excited about getting inked. Couldn't dare to miss morning workouts as that is where the spirit to carry my whole day comes from. Meeting a bunch of enthusiastic people beyond age limitations with the spirit to stay active and healthy is really an inspiration which can help one to handle the tifts and rifts of IT work life. 

Wait are we loosing track? Lets get back to the story of me getting Inked and the After-math. 

I freshened up, all ready to go to work directly after getting Inked, I rushed to Tiruvanmayur. Time keeping has never been my cup of tea since Child-hood. The rush and hush at the last minute, though terribly stressful, gives an exuberant feeling equivalent to conquering the whole world, especially when you go late and yet you get things done on time. I served my appetite with one such Royale feeling that day. Thoughts rushing about the Pain of getting inked, getting scolded one more time for running Late, Family getting upset on the act of getting Inked, music in the ears and romantic thoughts of a semantic listener engulfing all these mixed feelings just in one melodious  yet meaningful tune, that is the exact way most of my mornings to work, meetings, get-togethers and most of all getting back home late in the night are like. The whole day feels wasted without the adrenaline rush. I sometimes feel that Freud must have included an overlapping psycho-sexual stage of excitement and euphoria for people like me, who get the satisfaction of "Wah kya bath hei- Finally done it!". 

Pardon me Readers, my thoughts are random, around all places, you may have to tolerate my Totally from nowhere thoughts jumping in while narrating something. So yeah, Let me spare the genius psycho-analyst for sometime, all I wanted to say was I was running late for my tattoo and obviously I was going to be late for my work and I don't want to repeat its consequence for the third time. At around 8:15 in the morning I started getting Inked, like every other person I kept asking will it be painful? is it bearable? how long will it take? can't it be done sooner? Ahh! I get that thought! I have troubled the poor guy badly early in the morning. 

The phonix was so looking awesome when he drew the outline with the stencil and showed me. It increased my excitement as well as the will to tolerate any pain to get it Done. Wait did I mention what Inspired me to bare the pain and get inked in the first place? I have been carrying the thought since my days in Zambia, infuse even before that in college as a Wild Fantasy, but the thought got Rooted strongly after my arrival. The want to reinforce the thought that I should not give-up, I should fight back, made me look out for tattoo studios since that day I got back to India. But, I have been Lazy and dependent on my friends. So how did I decide to be on my own out of the Blue? Did any Spirit enter into my head? Yes! Those words from the thoughts of a recent Crush "I love girls who have a tattoo!" that was the Pushing factor. 

That is the Celebration of Being Human, A bunch of beautifully crafted hormonal effects adding on to the complexity of Emotions and Thoughts. A permanent tattoo for a Crush? not even sure if he is the one? how Insane? I can read those thoughts from this end of my Computer Screen. Let me correct, he was just a pushing factor, I got inked for my own love for tattoos. It is similar to holding on to a Trek Pole when you realize your Ravishing Dream of Hiking the Himalayas. A thought to hold on to the Grit. 

Every time the needle pierced the seven layers of my adored skin, his words ran like the Roar of millions for a Runner in Olympics, motivating to Push further. The first coat was comparatively less painful than the second one. I was reminded of the literal meaning of 'Adding Fuel on to Fire' every time the needle was scrapping my skin to reinforce the Ink. His words were still Running in my Head. The time was 10:30 I promised to be at work by 10:00. Now that my Grace time was also over, I started getting Calls. Ooh! thats pulsating! Care not, It seemed a cake walk to get scolded after going through the pain of getting inked. I wouldn't call it a Pain in fact. Every time the needle pierced it triggered various points in my body and I had been shivering like a Vibrator for almost two hours and a half. The Vibration of the whole body was nothing less to the pain as it was pushing me to the edge of tolerance each time. But I never wanted to rest. By 10:45 my Tattoo was done. I finally got a pet to share my feelings whenever I feel like falling off the Verge. A partner to say "Yes! You can Face it!". A motivation Chip installed into my System forever. And most of all, He is going to Like it, Ah! the ever mischievous ME! 

So I rush back to Work. Boss was ready to Question Why I was Late. Yet I escaped his Wrath with my usual escape Smile. After work began the Phoenix Phase. How can anyone go without a User Acceptance Test after an installation. My phoenix was on Auto-boot-up I guess. She started testing me, to check I she was serving the Purpose. Yes, I was running late for my weekday Trek. It did not worry me as I had plans to Meet HIM. Then was an romantically awesome ride to my Weekday Trek, the Darkness, The chillness and a bird on my back. I was so excited to show my baby bird to all my friends. I couldn't wear my small back pack for I had to wait for my fiery Pet to raise from my Blood. I had my bag in front of me, while Riding the Two-wheeler and that was when she started gaining Life I guess. My Bag fell? Where? I never knew as I never felt that it was Falling off. For the first time Darkness was a bane to me as I couldn't Trace my lost Bag. I lost my Wallet, Shoes and a lotta Cash that I have to wait till month End to Raise back Financially. I may have to cancel a few trips to compensate the Loss. After an hour of serious searching, Finally I made up my mind to Give up on the Lost bag and focus on whats Next. The Night camp, Food, New Faces and New Stories meant so much worthy than my Lost Wallet. I gave the Lost thought a Shut Down and reached my camp-site as fast I could. The Phoenix in me rose-up. I danced crazy as though nothing happened a few minutes ago. Played the whole night and digested the fact that I have been careless and the Wallet is Gone! Nobody knew, Nobody would even believe if I was carrying such a Stress the whole night, for I was Fighting it at my Best! Alas! My first Test was A Success finally when I came into consensus with the truth after a quick day-light search. I had to leave the camp-site without trekking as I was completely Sleepless and Trekking would take me from Low-battery mode in me to Shut-down and I had to go for Work! 

After the search, I headed straight to home, talking to myself and my new pet. I kept asking her, Ah Lady! You are testing me ey? and thats when I started snapping into moments of sleep due to tiredness. My phone was about to die so I couldn't take the help of Music to keep me awake until I hit Home. A moment I realized that staying in the middle of the road in that Fatigue state was all the more dangerous I maintained Left Corners. I snapped a few seconds transcending between Reality and Dream. When My eyes opened It was too late. I hit the Side platform elevation. How could some one possibly get sleep in the hustle and Bustle morning Traffic? Well I have Dozed and thats how it happens to Original Makes like me! The vehicle did not crash, I did not hit anyone, neither did I create a big accident scene, But I crashed down and was bleeding through my leg. Ah great! She dint sleep with me, My Pet! She used her UAT trial 2 when it was time for me be awake! Clever Bird she is. A small flesh was torn and I bled like a hot Spring. Tying a handkerchief on my cut I rose again fought the pain and rushed home. I took an off that day. As I close my eyes in Pain she creeches to say that she cant stop things from happening in Life, But can always stay up to remind that I must Fight back.  Its been a week now after she came into my life and every challenge seems a Plunge worthy to take for I need to feed my new and Forever Pet!

Arise Awake 

Stay Up 

Stop Not 

Even If you Fall, 

Shy Not 

Even if you Loose All, 

To start A fresh and 

Fight the Push!

For without a Test

Life becomes a Rusty Rest!

Ah did I not Mention that the Story Ended? No I won't For It just had a grand beginning!

Looking Forward for more Adventures, 

With Love, 

Sarah.

Realizing the Realities of Life! #CTC

Realizing the Realities of Life! #CTC

Dear Readers, 

Help me to walk you through an Elated Ever-cherish-able Experience...It makes me want to Live every moment as If it is happening for the First time and the Only Best Time. 

Every First experience is considered the most special of all. First walk, First Talk, First Kiss, First Snow, First date, First Poetry... the list of first experiences in life is endless. 

The beauty of a first experience is that its new and its makes us feel excited and happy at the best. We become aware of each and every happening of that first experience so that we get to know it to the fullest. Some of such experiences are gained after a great toll of effort and time spent on waiting to have that one awesome moment in life. The First always stays close to the heart no matter what and affects us in a great way. 

​                           

Similar is a First trek. A very special one where numerous unknown faces became familiar in a night. A vivid experience that would stay close to the heart forever. Though the trek was intended to have a break from mundane work life and have some time to cherish and relate with the nature, to me it was not a break from work. It was an experience that gave me time to pull myself to be a better person and a better professional. A time that was spent on self-introspection. I started late after work. A long ride with a dear friend in the chill dark city outskirts took me to the most awaited first Night camp and Trek. I have always enjoyed the dearness of Darkness and the Wonders of Silence. I become like the Kungfu-Panda holding on to the Inner Peace Mudra. Infact, I did feel the Inner-Piece Standing on the Junction of 3 Roads in the Middle of the Night.

​                                Wonderful Morning Sunrise

Late night walk along the forlorn streets with a friend took me through various vivid moments of our lives. Silence, Loneliness, Darkness and Chillness- A palate of Afreshment. An exuberant combination of Espirited moments.  Late night Poetry Writing.. Wow I must say that is the most amazing feeling ever at a night in a place like Kumali. It felt like all the drunken emotions of the day were flowing through my hands into 'Conversations in Darkness and Silence'. As I wrote I listened to beautiful voices singing a soothing music. It felt like a heavenly doubled up. I completed my poetry and hit my Yoga mat like a kid that got tired of playing around- Tired and drowsy.

           Had Dinner is like Family get together ​(Plate ah Maranthutomea :P

I slept off like a small kid waiting to doze off. The ground felt like a bed of roses though it was cold and rough. I was awakened by the chill weather. Sleeplessness- the favourite moments to a Writer! It is a boon to be insomniac for a Writer.
I woke up back on shoes by 04:00 in the morning to find an forlorn zone for attending a call from below :P One of a few brave solo moments in darkness I have ever witnessed. Finishing which gave an immense satisfaction of accomplishment that I had took over my fear. As I walked back to my bed I smiled.
With that little happy moment I walked to a few new friends whom I met the day before and Woke them up from their Sleepless sleep. Getting to have a bunch of friends to wake up with and have a full dose of smiles and laughter, is the best way to start a great day. In fact, that is when the momentum of the week-day trek caught me. Its been almost 10 days since the Trek and I work like a fully loaded AK47, Full of energy and Will backed up from enchanted moments of one night and an early morning. 

​                        DUM Briyani waiting for seize it :-)

As we woke up, we started the fire for making Tea and Coffee. The Fire preparation were the moments of spirited thoughts I must say. I was in a similar state like that of the left over charcoal from the night's Camp-fire. The heat was still there but the burning glow was put off. Like we added small twigs and blew air into it, I wanted a few small dosage of positivity and confidence to lit the fire inside me. During that Week not just the Fire for Tea lit up but also was the Fire to Achieve in me. Every minute spent with nature speaks some learning or other that shows the way of Life to us.
When everyone had their refreshing MAGGI MASALA coffee and light Tea, We started off for our Trek. It was my very first Trek experience. Full of energy, enthusiasm and excitement. As we reached the bottom of the hill I picked up a small Neem twig to Brush like my ancestors did, It taught me to bare bitterness and assimilate it. We moved up in the hill. The trail was full of stones and thorns, similar is Life, A trail of Thorns and Stones, walking past which one reaches a peak where there is Bliss. To reach the peak and to stay there after finding a meadow to rest and look around- is the perfect life everyone of us Aim at. However, reaching that state is not possible when we stay in our cosy couch or a flowery bed. Be it our Career, family, spirituality or anything, Everything has a various stages to go through with various difficulty levels customized to each one of Us. We are given the choice to take hold of our actions and the power to handle its consequences. Facing life is not only in the path we take but also in how we see it. Perhaps the trail in my First trek was stony and thorny. To my eyes it was excitement and happiness. I chose to walk through it and I was ready to face the tireless and injuries that may occur. This is the Rule of Life. "To own thy actions and the Effects thereafter".
As I walk along with my thoughts about life and its essence taught by the Nature around, I had a bunch of everlasting memorable moments of meaningless and meaningful conversations with a variety of people. Stunning a few and Stunned by a few- It was absolute awesomeness! 

​              Pambu Padam Yeadukuma!!

I sweat, I fell, I slipped, I ran, but I never stopped till I was there at the peak. Remember not to stop when little obstacles block your way, the voice of my heart echoes. As we reached the top, the awesomeness doubled up. Adding fun to the moment I became a DJ for a while playing songs to my new friends. Discussing food, Movies and Music with an unknown guy who had a reflection of a deep personality in his Face, the return was a cake-walk. It was a great feeling to find someone with a similar taste as Mine. He said he is a wedding planner, Never tried to Know more. The trek ended as we Parted ways, He to his world of Work and me to my Swim.

             Oru Malai Malamela Yaeri Paduthuduchi :-P​

After the Trek a bunch of friends went to the nearest Open-Water, I tried to swim, to overcome the fear that stops me. After the refreshing Swim I got back to Work, as the person with more confidence and positivity.
Gratitude is the feeling I share to the people who people like me have the chance to experience of the realities of Life by relating to Mother Nature. Thanks to Chennai Trekkers Club #CTC and to all those special friends who made the moments the most memorable. Awaiting to go further in this journey that helps in Finding a better me.. this is not the End but a Cool Beginning! 

My Valentine- En Route

An amazing Day of Love!

Unique and Happy..

With a similar Free-spirit..

Like two winds of different times

On a single paced journey..

We flew through green patches..

As the darkness slowly lightened up.

We engrossed in the tangy horizons,

Elated by the arches by the woods..

With the sound of muses

Soothing the scorned Master,

Eyes sank into the world of dreams..

We rode across curves

Like that of a lady's trunk!

Slippery yet attractive!

Mist Mesmerized start I must say.

A romantic drive on a misty morning.

To a never been land,

In search of Solace..

I stood before him at the verge

Where Many roads met.

He said Falling is a Choice

Though, Not the only one.

Roads are not the impediment

For when the goal is set and Determined

To hold on No matter What..

All roads make a way

or One can make a new Route!

To live the heart and not look around

To not Stop until the Awe is set

To think of standing-up before the fall

To be the writer of thy own life

He sculptured every sore in the soul..

Like the master of Magical Words

We watched the Glory of Kings

Chill Ice-stick-A Childish Fling

He bought me Gifts &

Took me for a Lunch

Making the time one of its Kind!

A Man of unconditional love

With the love for Humanity

and the Countenance of a Gentle-man!

My Valentine En route!

A love that cares!

A love that shares!

A love that trusts!

A love that isn't Physical!

A love that isn't tying up..

A love of a teacher!

The man of his Nature..

He lifted me up from falling off

He showed a path but didn't Walk Along

He triggered my Soul instead my heart

He gave me Purpose and 

Not try in becoming One..

He called me Lucky

I said to myself Yes I am!

For you lifted me

Up from the Rugs and Thugs! 

From the pain of being simple yet Unique

The irony of Cupids away! 

Made  an unique love journey..

Two days of a spirituous life..

Ended as I walk back to my den

With heart full of Gratitude

And the Soul Spirited up!

A soothing Pain engulfs

As we realize 'Togetherness a Mirage!'

Light feels the heart!

For he Made my Day :)

Loved in a unique way,

Aquarian Moments
SARAH

PS: My Valentine day when I was 23. Temple Visits, chill Ice stick,cool wintry Drive, A Lunch date :P, a Travel Valentine, a free-spirit like me, Shopping, Gifts and Long Chat. #SinglesmakingDoubles :) 

Conversations with Silence and Darkness....

Strolling Leisurely with a Friend by my Side..

Walking on an Unconquered trail on a misty stride
I knew my start.... Route to which faded as I walk
I knew no end...Nor path to the perfect end...
As I walk a streak of fear peeps into my nerves
Darkness an unknown peril or a pleasure
The cold-a comfort or a sign of impending predicament
As I walk with patience familiarity bred
The fear receded into the cold air.

To an unknown destiny... Toes on a tick tock....
Senses became receptive... Music began...
The music of creation the music of survival!
Creaking insects, frogs... Don't they ever doze?
Black paintings all around walled in the air.
Tall guardsmen, performing artist, dancing joyful artists…
Breezing all around.
They were giant paintings brushed by the master…
I stand like a spec amidst them.

Are they wondering who I am?
Are they trying to pass a message?
Are they on a household routine...?
Am I a visitor a passerby or an intruder?
As I walk past silly meaningless inquisitiveness.
I stand there in absolute darkness at crossroads.
Going back to where I began is a past
Moving on in my way could be a used trail.
Taking a new path could be an adventure.

Where should I go? Where will I go?

What is in store? The purpose Unknown.
I stand there questing the inner self?
Is companionship a compulsion?
Is achievement imperative?
Engulfing the Unanswered questions.
Locking into a vault inside
Running across a flash of memories.

I walk back to the start point.
To give one more chance
To not look back and to move my way
To create a path and not search one
To create a destiny instead finding one
To be in today... Learnt from yesterday...
Visualized a tomorrow... Living the moment.
To be the writer of the book of my life.
I sat back to write this journey of the self. 

Purpose- not formed but gets framed.
Starting a journey into a dreamy land, 
I lay back and stare at the Black Blanket, 
Walking into another conversion with the Twinkles!
We shared eye Talks.. Asking my Questions,
Like a star dust wanting them to drop the Answers, 
Mesmerized I lay in the beauty of Nature, 
And the Tiredness of the Body, 
My Vision Sank into a Silent Sleep...

Searching a Purpose,
Love
Sarah