To be continued…….

Certain things are good if it remains unexplained; it always gives you courage to act..since the entire power is concentrated on gaining strength to act. I wish my friend to have this courage when ever she faces challenges and I am sure that she will be facing one at every moment as she proceeds in life.

She is very down to earth, a simpleton .. who recognises everything, always tries to accommodate others and put their priorities ahead even if she has one of her own. I appreciate her patience but at times I feel it is always better to liberate your thoughts, your feeling, to feel and be like you. Just to show that even you exist in this world, even you love to be heard. I mean I believe in that saying that “Silence is golden” but here I beg to differ a bit by adding “at times" towards the end of it.

I can read her mind, I won’t say like an open book, but some of my close friends feelings I can read and in her case it says:

“There were times in my life when I felt excited about every thing, I mean to say what ever I did excited me… now I wonder where that part of me has vanished. I feel I am leading a very mechanical life… where there is hardly any time left to engage in activities that stimulates one to lead life and explore new avenues… for understanding the hidden beauties of life, the finer nuances of life.” Well now I understand the true meaning of being in a “pensive mood”.

How I yearn to wipe out all her worries and make her concern free, how I wish to do that. But the irony here is the fact that every body has to fight their own battle and evolve with their own strategies to face the challenges put forth before them by the biggest teacher.

My dear friend, you need to gather strength or else this mediocre world will eat you up with their dirty politics. I need to see my friend back with vitality and agility that I am sure you posses, but have just forgotten about it. I just wish to see you expressing your feelings freely at least once for me, and have the resilience power of phoenix to relive from the ashes. Here it would be the debris of life. Life has to be seen with eyes of “magic weaver”, who is always aware of their own potential.

I have intentionally chosen this title for the write up, just to remind you that when ever I think to write some thing about you the next time, it should be about your success in remaking your approach towards your life which always and always happens with all heroines :) I will consider myself to be the privileged one for getting the patented rights to do the honors.

Love
Sreedevi

PUZZLES OF LIFE

One of the most puzzling questions that I have ever encountered in life is the “Stereotyped thoughts” of people around me. When ever I write something about relationship, why to say even my very close friends speculate that I write about myself… my own experience of life. And there I am left wondering as to why can’t this people thing something “fresh”.

Its always the norm that most of the times people are interested in colourful, spiced up stories and wish to learn about personal life and expects that if some one dares to write about relationship, its about them and their chosen one. Link ups, associations and then an endless saga, ‘Saga of love begins’ which stretches itself like never ending Balaji serials. I must say that there will be no agreeableness amongst people on something which would be constructive but then when it comes to such a topic, it is amusing to see that there is high degree of agreeableness, shockingly amongst the people who may belong to different school of thoughts.

And the poor writer, the poor creature, is assassinated every second, by the thousand questions that are posed on them. Why can’t this people respect a writer’s creative freedom? I don’t understand. But as I writer I feel happy too, to learn that people are actually taking pains to read my write up though it may be to criticize. Some where it helps to gauge what all topic interests a readers. There is no wonder that most of the time works by Sydney Sheldon and Shobhaa De finds more market demand than the works by Maxim Gorky or Leo Tolstoy’s. I must admire them… my readers for their polemical comments and expressing there interest in reading what ever I write. In fact I must consider it as a compliment that my thoughts are actually instigating them to think…. ‘Thinking’ which is the long forgotten process.

Ok.. you may feel that I am drifting away from the main point of contention, so commenting back on the topic, let me be very candid in expressing my views which I believe in and it goes this way. Even if you are in a relationship that does not mean the absence of other relation and nor does it value to you become irrelevant and non existent. MAN is a “SOCIAL ANIMAL” and he cannot lead an isolated life and so live bereft of others. It is high time for us to get this fact drilled into our brains and hence it is normal that there would be reference to some or the other relation, (that may or may not have any thing to do directly with the writer) which obviously inspires one to write about them. Here the writer may not be concerned about the relation or the person, but the subject would be focused on feelings, how the act of the subject in question impresses you and forces the writer in you to pick up the pen and start penning the flow of thought that arises in you.

There is no summing up of this concept or nor is there any conclusion. Its all subjective and left to individuals interpretation. One just cannot keep on explaining each and every thought that arises with in you and nor the logic behind it. At the very outset it becomes clear that, it will be a futile exercise to lay our hands on it.

But then to end this write up on a positive note, I would love to dedicate few verse rather few lines to my little one year old, angel like sister…. Her big black round baby eyes have always been a source of inspiration for me to write…. :)

When I look in to your eyes,
I see a new dream.
A dream which is yet to bloom
But sure to succeed.

You are the free will
You are the spirit
Which takes my heart for a ride
And wants me to see more of it.

You teach me to believe in the power of DREAMS…
Dream to LEAD
Dreams to SALVATION
Dreams to LOVE

Dreams to LIVE& LIFE…