MAGIC LOST

Leaning back on your workbench...

With a long breath you celebrate the work is over for the day...

Or feel good for those ten minutes when you don't have any work...

You lean back and think...

Sometimes work, sometimes problems and sometimes life...

You inherently think of how things changed...

How getting up in the afternoon changed an early rush filled start in the morning...

How those clumsy last days of the month transformed to hefty pay cheques...

How a free mind was now caged in its work...

The more you retrospect you realise it ain't these things which hurt....

The heart still yearns for those small instants of happiness... The magic those small moments had... How even talking to loved ones was a scheduling task...

How long hours on phone have changed to a ten minute brush up of health...

How long messages have given place to will talk later texts...

How meeting now means few minutes of sipping coffee together...

life has changed from what has to be cooked to what has to be ordered...

How festivals have changed to a holiday...

The heart wishes to find the happiness when someone accompanied you for a cup of tea or when u continued talking over tea and realised it was already 5 teas before ordering the sixth one....

The magic of small moments is only in d shades of grey...

The plethora of thoughts which run through and yet helpless I stand...

Coz my world has changed... All people lye tied to the hands of corporates and the bare truth remains...

Livelihood always takes the better of a person...

We have learnt to earn and invest and have forgotten what life is...

Probably destiny shapes it up dat ways...

And as I drown in my thots... There is a ping on my desktop...

Get back to work is what it asks...

A LIFE of LIES....

Today I am a dictator of my destiny...

Someone who has accomplished some major dreams...

At this hour, when I am satiated with all the virtues that enthral me, I look back at the long road, which takes me to that cross road where i started my journey of life....

A normal man with some ambition... I began commuting with some disposition...

With a bunch of people surrounding my life, I was a man surmounted by lies...

Those lies which made the man out of me...

Small lies which kept motivating me...

Some lies which restrained me from evil...

Such lies which comforted me in times of displeasure....

Few lies which ignited the flames of love...

Followed by lies which consoled a broken heart....

Some lies of friends which made me laugh....

N few of them did make me cry...

Few lies which created indifference to lies which subordinated my ego...

A lie which started my journey of life...

And a lie that I am still satisfied....

It is these lies which have shaped me up...

How big or small I might end up but these lies have had an everlasting effect...

They made me the man I am today...

These lies now give me the strength to fight and keep moving on ahead in life...

Coz when I reflect back at my journey.... these lies are the milestones smiling by...

The MYSTIFIED PATH:

Through the passage of time the heart conspires a thought...

to avail the destiny which was secluded in the shadows of life...

the pathos of inherited spirits further moulded the depressed soul...

but the heart knew it right, that within the layers was a buried gem...

over the years it pondered upon to find a way to tread along...

a path which lead to unfold the destiny...

though the heart was quiet all the way, yet was'nt reluctant to seal the fate...

but there was one who always accompanied your heart, in matters which somehow constrained the thoughts...

it was the sub consious state of mind where you actually AWOKE TO THE TASK...

though unknowingly, you mastered the thought and paved the way for the mystified truth...

on completing the journey to find the truth....

the mind then reverts the thoughts...

the heart then speaks those final words, which make you realise the fact of life...

" it was always in you and never parted...

dont differ from yourself..."

coz you may meander anywhere but the fragrance of destiny and the conspiracy of heart will always get you on the right path....

the path to destiny is a pre-planned one. though we dont have any idea of how life is shaping up yet it is all conspired by our heart and sub consious state of mind. our deeds and actions are on course of a master plan chalked out by a joint agreement of the two. unkown to this, we think life is a long travel, but the path is predecided. the path to achieve destiny has already been devised and unknowingly we move on the inherited path and rise to the task. once we realise our destiny we become self actualised and then perhaps we reflect back to see that what we did was actually what we always wanted to do but never realised in the course of time.....