The moment I wake up

The moment I wake up after a night sleep…it starts my day …mostly the sun is never there…but there’s a mild light in my room. My house is adjacent to highway …very rarely there’s silence…still I chant sanskrit mantra Karagre Vasati Laxmi which been taught to me since I learnt to speak….since when I was born I had the habit of sleeping at 6pm and getting up at 5am or 6am so.

The first thing I do when I get up from is wash my face with water and drink a little cold water . Standing in the window and enjoying the fresh morning breeze on my face is one of my favourite things. The sounds of vehicles passing by never stops …very rarely chirping of a sparrow is heard…when the highway is silent. The city is still to wake up.

The next thing that comes to my mind is performing a little bit of yoga for 10-15 min with mild classical music. I get tempted to have coffee or tea and yes I prepare coffee or tea myself. Mom saves a cup of yesterday’s milk for that. I come walking to window enjoying the fresh morning breeze sipping tea or coffee.

My mother and I have spotted some flower trees in my neighbourhood and I like to visit these trees for flowers …mostly what I collect is yellow or red hibiscus …jasmine and roses. But my mother compels me to have a bath if I go to collect flowers for morning prayer. After collecting flowers the task assigned to me to bring milk bag..the grocer just smiles a bit looking at me and without saying a word and gives me the milk bag of one litre.

I either jog on the huge gliding centre in front of my house building or I do cycling. I love to see twilight sky with reddish blue shades inhaling the fresh morning air. By the time I reach home morning breakfast is ready for me. Graduation engineering exams are just over. Atlast a little break from studies after 22 years. Got selected in campus interview too but joining is in the month of February. Till then a little break..mother feels I should concentrate a little bit on cooking and I religiously help her. It will take a bit of time to enter the new phase of my life. Again there’s going to new world and new people in it. I feel I should try for Gate exam too. I may continue with my post graduation too..but it will be as per things that are going to favour me.

How’s your morning don’t forget to mention

Seperated but still love you

I hope it hurts you.

I hope your heart aches everytime.

When you hear my song.

You feel yourself staring out of the window.

Wishing one of the faces in the crowd would be mine.

Just so you can see me again.

I hope it hurts everytime it rains.

Since you still picture me.

Sitting by the window with a cup of coffee, lost in the pages of a new book.

I hope it hurts everytime you passby a bookstore

Because you know if I was there with you

I would drag you in the store then you would whine the whole time.

Getting jealous of the fact that books are getting more attention than you.

I hope it hurts when you are walking through a crowded street.

You get a whiff of your favorite smell.

You feel like burying your nose in my hair once again.

I hope it hurts every time you hear a giggle similar to mine, you try to visualize my face and the way it lit up to a joke you just cracked

Honestly I hope it hurts you , because I know I was not just an another name to you.

Introspection 

When I wear the wings of my dreams,

Then I sing the song of my life,

When I hum the tune of my wishes,

Then I write the enchanting words of delight.

Golden hair strands, roll over my forehead,

I carefully put them aside,

This is when, I look into my own dreamy eyes,

I turn to the keyboard, I smile and I write.

Flowers of ecstacy, spreads their fragrance in the air,
I look at the thorns, that pricked me, once in disguise,
Suddenly I realize, What I have inside,
The most valuable possession is life…

The curls of my hair, flutter in the air,

The lashes of my eye, blink and I sigh,
Looking at the past is a long lost lane,
I wandered here and there, never wanting to be sane…

Raindrops asked me to sit and introspect,
I love rains, I finally have to give them respect,
The winds moved and then took a new way,
I realized my life was simple, yet on a highway…

I look out of my long –glass-window pane,

I see someone running to me, I realize its rain!
I stepped in my own shows, removing the mask over me,
The shining face beneath was making a plea,

Then I realized…

Colors of mist may mock in pride,

Devils of past may ridicule in every premise,
But I look into the mirror,this is when I smile,
I know, I haven’t lost myself, I am a true being inside.

Eyes say it all

It had just started raining.I saw him scampering into our garden.He was wet,scared and shivering under the alcove in the shrubs.

Perhaps,he was lost or had escaped.His worn out collar with a limp,tattered black naada had another story to tell.

I lured him with a biscuit,he nervously wobbled out of his hiding,polishing it off.For me,it was love at first sight.

I went inside my house dried him with our towel for guest. I made him lie on a jute sack which was dry and that could give him a feel of warmth. I sensed from the expression in his eyes that he was terribly hungry.

I offered him a bowl of warm milk mixed with pieces of bread. I could sense hunger as he gobbled it off fast. I offered him one more bowl of warm milk with bread pieces. 

The way he showed expression of gratitude in eyes was really touching my heart. I was very much happy to have a companion like him.

“He is my Woof Woof,may be, God has sent him for me.” I squealed with delight.

He was so tired that he felt asleep.

I played my  favourite Adele song,promising to see him,the first thing in the morning. 
And just as suddenly as he had come,he sped into the night, the unknown and beyond. 
I learnt an important lesson this morning … you come alone, learn on your own … fall alone and rise alone too !!

Somewhere along the way you do meet good samaritans who help you on a rainy wet day !! 
To the greatest Guru of all-” Life”

Emotions 

​The emotions  comes to us in various shapes and form. Sometimes as anger, sometimes jealousy, sometimes as guilt, sometimes as blame.

Emotions are not to be feared but they are to be recognised.  Otherwise emotions overwhelm and overtake, distort our reasoning and ability to respond .
The first step is to recognise.  Second is to calm down and tame our emotions.  The third step is to transform our emotions into a little helper by letting it help us find the real reasons behind the emotions.
 Remember , only a calm mind can find the answer. When our mind is relaxed we can trust our intuition and find the answer that is already there.