Mirrored Corridors

Sometimes it is too hard a task to admit that you’ll never be able to live that moment, again. Well, of course, who has ever been able to predict time?

Gandhi said once, “Life does not give you what you want, but who you are.”

Beyond this whole concept of prediction, you know somewhere in your heart that the mirrors of your life change with every significant moment you pass. The moment is just complete in itself, for it bears little relation to the past or where you so desire to be in the future. The moment is an individual- lives less yet lasts long.

Throughout our lives, we get mirrored. It is like a long, long corridor- dark at the end and you don’t know where it ends or whether it ends or not-somewhere.

You’ll never stop. You have to move to the end. I believe that is one of a very few things that man has not created and cannot stop either. It is clamorous to see humans first creating something and then trying to lessen the impacts of it. Isn’t that the same for what we create inside us?

You keep moving- you have to move- the corridor takes you along; and when you think you are near to the end of that dark, black mirror, your edges expand. And they will keep expanding, until another, one and only moment comes that swallows and then spits you in another corridor; either white or grey.

Endlessly blanketed with the whole idea of the infinite, life is a maze and there are countless corridors. The ones you choose and the ones you cross lead you to the others- narrower or wider, brighter or darker, lonelier or the loneliest- you never know until you live in the moment and look back to where you’ve come from; when you realize that the whole walk until now was a life or a mere sleepwalk. The farther from the final pitfall that you live this moment, the better.

Sahil Sharma

WINTER FOG, LONELY ROAD, ORION & THE NIGHT SKY








WINTER FOG, LONELY ROAD, ORION & THE NIGHT SKY

These four things are damn sufficient to make me feel ‘MYSELF’ in an environment of absolute bliss.

I have always been someone who adores MYSTERY.

And when thoughts combine with mystery, trust me.. you may expect a master piece of thought process.

The same does happen with me when i wander about in such a blend of these four things i just talked of above.

It ain’t something beyond your understanding; only if you take a step to try it. Infact, nothing in this world is superlative to our present. We, the humans have our wisdom—ENGRAVED AND BURIED. Only a few of us are conscious enough to take the first step to discover our destiny and passions.

October 2009 was the extremum of such times when ORION, one of the most fascinating celestial entities was exploring me like I was exploring her. Nevermind, if render a constellation to be a female. Beauty has no gender though.
Lonely and dark roads, foggy enough were where i had to walk to get back to my solitary room after dining. My love for astronomy has accompanied me ever since i was a child. May be I was brave enough to let my vision dream beyond the horizon. I had dreamt beyond the zenith and most of ours’ dreams are dreamt and then get collapsed in the shell of the little earth which we call our world. World is wide. It is the universe.
Look at it.. The grand ORION. Staring at me. They say it represents a warrior and so, they name it ‘The HUNTER’. It is bold, chivalric, conspicuous and undoubtedly a prominent ruler of the night sky.
When i look at it, i feel relieved and may be to relieve herself, she looks back at me too.
It’s getting acknowledged with a warrior or a hunter is nowhere having a pertinence with me. I have a whole new angle of vision to decipher this mysterious constellation.
Let the one star at the centre of it be ME. Subsequently, those in the middle Three-STAR-BELT will be the ones actually near me, unfortunately not into me. And those things or people of a little lesser significance or presence in my life shall obviously bee represented by the stars at the corners; at roughly same distances.
Under the process of building a fence or a blanket of people around us who we believe to comfort us in states of turmoil, we all have shortlisted in our mind, a few faces and having too much expectations from them is what hurts us at the end. It is so because just like the ORION, the others are really close to us, but what counters this belief is that no one else is as much into us as we’re into ourselves.
We seemingly crave for others’ shoulders to take us along the solitude-attrocitised and jovially deprived roads of despair but we often fail to recall this fact that life teaches at every step when we get hurt—The most powerful support, just like that of almighty is of the shoulders of ones ownself.
When we tell somebody- ‘I am broken ‘’, we actually aren’t.
Alll we are seeking is someone to lift us up. And substantially the power lies within us. We’re lazy, pale and discouraged enough to let it EXPLODE.
The ORION also teaches me that in the illusive and virtual fence of people, friends, lovers and relationships that we create around us; ultimately we get trapped into it with no one completely within us. It also forbids us to move and drift far away from our present lives because till then, we have already adjoined many other expectations, duties and responsibilities along with us. We get tagged up with certain names and our giving up costs others’ repute, ego and hurting too.




The Beautiful ORION  Courtesy: Internet --by Sahil

 Like this thing at that time was one that helped me elevate to a level where i knew how to ignite my thoughts, there might be pretty exciting, mysterious and wonderful things or people in your life too that might come out to be the thought provoking and enriching factors for you
All we have got to do is to read the signs, bother what is going around and then use the things to enlighten our thought process.
Actually, ORION, the eminent ruler of the night sky mysteries has inspired me in many ways and shall absolutely continue to do so paranormally in certain ways that you will get to realise with finesse only of you start experiencing them by your own.
The sole purpose for me sharing a n infinitesimally small part of my inspiration that i receive by deciphering ORION is to make you understand the importance that the discovery of our inner passions holds in our lives. The time has come when merely existing as a human being won’t serve the purpose. Life is much more than just existing. That extra something comes when we take primitive steps to discover our talents.

Remember:

It’s never too early and never too late to enlighten yourself; and the more intensive your efforts for discovering your passions are, the stronger, thoughtfully richer and provoked you shall become.

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Gone bizzare with the clouds

Introductory Image by Sahil Sharma

It’s 05:20 and this lovely dawn is breaking and unfolding before me, the scandalous lonely cloud that seemingly craves  to drift towards the city, as i comfort myself in this room at it’s outskirts.

I had been uselessly trying to initiate and ignite my words to write up a blend of words on certain thoughts that fantasize me. I am MUSED  into invariably interlinked and profound thoughts.

But i feel myself short. Not actually short of thoughts but surprisingly, being a firm believer of the fact that life can bring on peaks and vales at any unexpected moment, it’s hard to believe that i am still waiting for those fantasizing thoughts to explode and burst disastrously when i have enough of them.

And as i have always loved to learn to relate these little magical thoughts and happenings that  recur with every infinitesimally small tick of the clock, the moment right now holds no exception to it.

It’s been a few minutes  that i have been writing this up and to my surprise, not again ;there comes a cloud..!!

More scandalous, naughty, interestingly shaped and brighter than the former in my vision.

The first cloud might have been hovering over the place, amid the endless sky from the night itself, and so does the newer and the grander one might also be doing.

Or  forcing my mind to think up a little more deep, i guess the bigger one might be a collaboration or a fine blend of certain enumerable small clouds as the first one.

Okay okay..!!

Stop worrying that much folks..!!

These might seem to be such bizzare thoughts to many of you. 

But remember—

NEVER GIVE ANYTHING MERELY A SINGLE  THOUGHT  AS IT  OFTEN SKIMS ABOVE THE SURFACE AND THE PENULTIMATE AND SUCCESSIVE ONES FOR  SURE, UNSHEATH THE LAYERED TRUTHS.

The two clouds- Big & Small -by Sahil

 

The cloud that did fetch my attention towards it at first, when i was virtually emptied up of expression was very close to the theme of the ideation that is always been discussed at this blog.

There are times in our lives, when the courage to do what others are not doing and to head where the masses are not supposed to go takes us to lonely, dark and endless scary roads.

These are the times when we either wish to be strong enough just as  when we took the way and started it all or either we wish something really very magical to pour in like an avalanche and work a wonder for us.

The lonesome cloud was senseless and was too insignificant to understand the good omen that the break of dawn had brought for him.

The vital fume of vapours—the grander cloud came and abiding by the laws of this nature  and the universe, engulfed the weak and timid and so very fragile former wanderer of the skies.

As the sun is just a few more minutes away  post the sunrise, i turn back to the window and have a glimpse of the new bigger cloud SCATTERED AND SHATTERED.

Its majesty and valiance is about to fall down.

And that surely  does bring a smile on my face.

Thereby, i tell to myself, its a wonderful dawn..!!

The two merged clouds- by Sahil

 

THE LONELY CLOUD, LIKE MANY OF US WAS STUCK BEFORE THE DAWN ; BUT SOMEHOW FLOATING AHEAD IN THE SKY HOPEFULLY WISHING FOR A WONDER TO WORK OUT  HHIS LONELINESS.

THE BIGGER CLOUD, UNEXPECTEDLY APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE AND ENGULFS  THE FORMER.

AND NOW AS  THE SUN RISES, THE TYRRANOUS ENERGY AND THE RADIATION OF THE SUN OUTCASTS THE GRANDER CLOUD WHICH NOW, IS NO MORE THAN A SCATTERED CLOUD.

It’s an incredible moment for me as when I had just begun to write, i was mused into some really complex thoughts and now that i have transcripted a little ‘not to be observed ’  thing around me into not  much of a prolix expression of thoughts,  my inevitable and indispensable hunger is satisfied in it’s own boundaries that shall vary exponentially with the days that i ‘LIVE’ and ‘LIVE THOUGHTFULLY’.

God bless you..!!