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..!!

FOG - CONSPIRES AND INSPIRES !!

Often the illusion that prevails outside us is the benign outcome of the perplexity that is there-- Deep Inside- dip in the waters of our fuzzy heart. Neither is it being able to find a bottom in the never ending sea of thoughts nor does it has the upthrust to float upto the surface and see the high sky.

Certainly Yes ! For sure I do beleive that there are times when the tide goes higher and higher over your head and you barely can see anything through the translucent walls of these waters. These perplexive 'Waters of Thoughts' not just surround us rather fill us. But the remarkable truth is still held hidden in the dormant fact that no matter how deep can you dive in the vales or how smoothly can you skim the shallow sufaces, there is never a dearth of hope. One single ray of a coherent hope can bring about splendid luminance around and inside us.

Ever if you get a chance to walk around or  I must better use the word ' Wander about ' on the dark and lonely streets that preferably belong to the foggy winter nights, don't just miss a chance to live yourself- ALONE..!!
It's such a seraphic and a beatific feeling.

Moreover, this little thing that i love to do has helped me gauge in the intensity of the inspiration that it rains over me.

Just as if I use the metaphor of the blunt and diffused light spread over and across the winter fog that illuminates the one who seeks it.  Be the source not be so sharp and clear enough though, but the beauty is in the smoggy light that eventually lightens up the fragrant fog evenly and symbolifies the little shoulders of supports and inspirations that we seek and need daily when either we are broken or tending to be so.

The times that come in our life when we don't just really know our directions, parameters and our ways are a prime variant of this little inspirational walk that we may take.
The heavy fog blocks all of your ways to march ahead, but only visibly. It cements the predicaments and fades our vision. The roads that might seem as a cemented obstruction or an un-understandable dilemmata to the rest of the world may actually be our way.

REMEMBER..!!

SOMETIMES WHEN IT  ISN'T THE ONLY WAY IT OUGHT TO BE, IT MAY COME OUT TO BE THE ONLY WAY OF OURS.
Be rest assured that if you shall seek by heart, even the most dense walls conspire to let you reach the mystifying miles.

No any opaqued hindrance has the might to ruin the power of beleif and faith.

Like every road paves a way for  the irrelevant and the pertinent roads as well, so do the walls fall down to make you meet  the succeeding ones striking them harder and harder and making you end up hitting the breakable ones and ultimately reaching the ecstatic stage when you are much alike a master and ironically being still a learner of the divine perfection where your efforts cross the fine line of perfection making you

'Doing the UNDONE miracles with your life'
'Seeing the UNSEEN hues and shimmers of achievenment'
'Hearing the UNHEARD screams of your HEART'

'SQUEEZING AND SUCKING THE BEST OUT OF YOUR LIFE'

needs a concrete base of faith that comes intrinsicly and the little sources of inspirartion as well that are spontaneously pouring hope and faith around you.

THE POWER OF TRUST. FAITH. INSPIRATION.

GO. BELEIVE. DO...!!

Mirrors don't merely REFLECT. Rather TALK..!!

A very tedious and yet so very personified fact is beheld in the thought that the world which we thrive in is studded with billions of MIRRORS.

But how ??

Mirrors..ahh..!! I  love them. Not because they redefine the beauties they see through their surfaced eyes, but for the fact that they are the only single entity of this world which is true and genuine and truth reflecting, to itself even. Be it the beatific and seraphic or exotic objects or the worn out ones.

Neither the  most hypnotic beauties of the world or the ugliest of the creatures—no single thing do they spare.

For each one of us as several faces within us, the mirror of self introspection and self reflection scratches the layers we intend to bury within our own fears of guilt and repentance of the time we call our ‘ PAST ’.

Ever did you notice the harmonius, virtualised, yet so very symmetric pattern that they produce merely when two of them get parallel ??

Infinite images do exist, thus reflecting the uncountable faces that each person has under the masks of the present.

Just like when we look straight amid parallel mirrors, as the front most image opaquely layers up the subsequent  ones, so does it happen in the real life.

The zenith of the logical beauty of this fact comes out magnificently when we get to apply it in daily life.

It is only ourselves , when we sit back and a rendezvous with our own inner self, that we realise  our enormous capability and will to hide those reflections of ourselves that we probably don’t want ourselves to be associated with, and the power of our ostentatious character that blindly focuses to illuminate the part of ‘OURSELVES’ that we wish to be known and highlighted by.

Once we tend to learn how the principle of mirror reflection can be applied to our lives, we gradually drift towards learning the ‘LAW OF CAUSE AND EFFECT‘. Like whatever is fed into a mirror duplicates itself laterally. Likewise whatever we feed into our lives, our relationships and physical and moral conduct comes out as a perspective view with a tyrannously accurate doubling.

THE CONCEPT GROWS BUGGER AND BIGGER..WIDE AND LACKING ANY HORIZONS AS I KEEP PONDERING UPON IT AND SIT BACK & WRITE OVER IT.

THEREFORE, WILLINGLY, I HOPE THIS IDEA IS FATED TO BE THOUGHTFULLY FICTIONED.

SERIOUSLY, TO BE CONTINUED..!!

So, I’m SAD..

It seems as if all the birds chirping around in the sky have gone silent as I sit by the blowing winds of this falling spring. The scrunching sound of the dry leaves, seems so very silent as the grave as it's presence is outcasted by the noise of the mind. It is colourless; the world..no hues around. IT's black and dark. There is surely an absence of light, indeed in every aspect of my life.

The overwhelming noise of this 'Never heard before silence' profounds the barren valley of my mind and cements the the predicaments in my mind which in turn add to the state of dilemma that makes me stand amid 'happiness and despair' & 'repentance and ___???'

I sit, I stand..and sit again.

I tuck my hands in my pocket and the next moment I draw them out.

My hands getting drenched with sweat, the same state do my eyes wish to be in.

They don't want tears. No more. But they are red, tired and invisibly swollen. I have vanished and defied to myself, the visibility of the pain that they carry along with them. Even when I am sleeping- restlessly and merely namesake !!

I am sad. I cry, I crave for THe UNKNOWN. THE UNJUSTIFIED.

It is just the 'ME' who knows it all.

Am I not the best one to myself ?

Not so close even that I can open myself up in my own mirror of introspection, acceptance and rejection to my inner self ?

They say we are there. I counter ask "Are you ?"

They are silent in return. Their silence enlightens the truth.

It's not that I have no one. I do. I do have..

But no one. No one so close as they have an another option. No better than me, yet more important, inclined to and reliable.

Am I fake ?

I'm surely not. So many times it has happened to me. Uncountable times I've been through it. I have endured this for so long. And each time I did let myself entangled in the puddle of dillemata, I bounced back with a spirit that came from nowhere but from my hidden perceptions and that single will to be HEARD.

I re-search for a single soul from a heap of a zillion people around.

Coming back to what i was talking of,

I STILL REMEBER.

I said..I'm sad.

A million reasons to cry. Unsaid. Untold. Unexpressible. But not even a single spirit to enshoulder me and encover me in the blanket of trust, reliability, and an everlasting promise to stay by my side forever.

Therefore, I do cry. All alone. Lonesome.

Hopelessly. My hands shrinked up. My jaws dropped down. I can't look up, not straight even. This light belongs to reality and it burns my eyes.

Hold on..!!



I am not 'All-emptied'.

I do have something. Like you. Still, unlike you. Unlike anything in the world.

I have that power. The power of TRUST-BELEIF and the everlasting zeal of welcoming the life and the little entities it has got for me in the treasure that still seems partially open and diminishing.

I don't know what's new in it waiting for me.

It may be the same as I've been through in the past. Or a new light. A new hope.

Just for the sake that when I cross this 'COURSE OF LIFE' and reach that fine line of closing my eyes forever and ever, I don't regret the time I spent with the people I met in my life.

I still remember the golden words i read somewhere,

"There will surely be a time when just before closing our eyes, our life will flash across them. We have to make sure it's worth watching."

Were we born confined ??

Were we born confined ?

Try to take a memory flash of the time u came out of the womb, slipping out from that nine-month encavement. The walls of the heavenly abode of our godly mothers hiding between whom we learnt to articulate and start personifying our destinies.

The moments slipped by, days faded and melted into months and hushly longing towards these passing years.

I, YOU, WE

and the entire explodingly infinite units of dis mankind- 'We the H.U.M.A.N.S' were born as innocent as lambs, chivalric and bold as brass and so very pure as the driven snow, untrodded and untouched by the worldly fears, mind wounds, betryals, cunningness, greed, jealousy and nevertheless; the hidden perceptions that we, as the young victims of these ever longing thought traditions carry along with us;day in and day out.

What has demagnified this never zoomed in approach towards the unknown, uninvited and unexpected welcumings in our lives ?

Are we so very narrow sighted that often we fail to welcome the unknown and new broadenings in our lives ?

Are we so very far away to stretch our arms wide open for the unknown ?

Is this our consciousness concerning our self-status that restricts the widening of our social circle ?

Or is it due to the fear that has carved itself due to the insecurities that might have emerged because of the fear of the unknown.

Why do we often restrict open friendships; specially with those whom we don't know ?

Every single person who has that something- 'The Synchronising Factor' , can't be always blessed and destined by the god to be with us from the very beginning of our lives.

How come we deny the fact that that someday, one diminished face in a cult or a crowd could turn out to be the only one we might be obssessed to.

We must never ever stop that one thing- The skill, The art and the unparallel zist of welcoming what comes in. For life is really an avalanche (so far that I have observed), we can never predict the upcoming moment and can never ever foretell the happenings.

Who knows ??

The inmate of today might be your soulmate One Day- Someday and even the next moment.

Never ever give up on ur childish inlet of the experiences that you take in . That to seek , seek willingly for the unexplored and welcome enthusiastically the unknown is what I proudly call life, unfortunately with a pinch of a hidden predicament.

If we talk of love and affection to be timeless, ageless and selfless, we must leave our footprints on the sands of the time to stand by our words irrespective of whosoever we are opening ourselves to.

EVERY INMATE PUSHED INTO OUR LIFE IS TO BE WELCOMED.

God knows !! May be the inmate crosses the fine line of perfection, understanding and reliability and tends to amalgam the souls someday !!

WELCOME THE UNKNOWN. . WELCOME THE DIVINE !!

LOVE - DIMENSIONED & DIVERSIFIED !!

Love, in it's purest and most divine and genuine form must be full of momentary wounds and even more innocent healings that are hard to make, still uneasy but ready to be accepted.
Is there a confinemement to be put up on love ?
If we all boldly talk of love to be beyond the sands of time, beyond ages and beyond the trends of the world, then why do we have our perceptions buttered and stuck on the slices of some unexplainable roads of the world.
Is this ecstatic feeling just meant to be felt once ?
WHAT FOR THE LOVE THAT LIES DEEP INSIDE A HEART, FAR FROM THE WORLD THAT ACCEPTS ONLY WHAT THE WHOLE CULT OF MINDS SAYS ?
A LOVE that is AGELESS, and thus, beyond the AGE DIFFERENCE !!
A LOVE which is timeless, and thus, beyond the time; day in and day out !!
A LOVE which is unreasonable, unexplained, enigmatic and thus is so very special n unique in itself !!

Just thought of sharing this because whenever and whomsoever I have loved in this life, it was, is and unexpectedly may be such a love that I have talked of in the words above that came from the innermost string of the emotions that keep me going !!

FOLKS, LOVE MAY HAPPEN ENUMERABLE TIMES AND EVERY LOVE HAS A REASON AND RIGHT TO PERSIST, EVEN IN THE DARKEST HOURS OR THE BRIGHTEST ILLUSIONS !!


- Sahil Sharma

The moment we begin to realise dat the waves of life are swelling up, just like the sand, which gets a gradual, yet a very smooth blow by the water of the endless sea called life, at that very string of time, something or the other happns that lets us down, that makes us realise that moments never last long...not more than a certain specified interval. We ought to move on but we actually can't, just becuz of a single blow of emotions that we have undergone. Momentary hapiness never lasts long...NEVER !
It is just like a bird;
At a point of time, it's with you, the next momnt , it chirps and blossomes some other barren life and the next unexpected moment . It gets caught in the caves of some really brutal people, who only strive to possess it at the cost of priceless treasures as well.
Most of us never realise that the momentary Ups in our lives will never last long. These may be called as illusions of reality which we never get to realise in
the long run. But the fact to be noticed is that these momentary illusions of reality are the ones which make up a life.
No matter how many times life drags u back and pours down an unexpected avalanche of emotions, never evr give up on staying contnded with whatever you have, because the only thing that matters towards the end of the day, before you close your eyes is what you answer to your self for this very question
' Have i merely passed by the moments as they came across the way, or have i lived them to craft a life for my own...a life i ever and always will dream to have ??

Letting go off manythings is often difficult, but sometimes it is all that we can and we ought to do !!

The Intro..What this blog is gonna be about ??

We often think we have lost the soul of what we were just after a failure, a friendship gone bad, or a broken relationship
We feel insulted at times and want to give up everything and everyone we have in our lives. At such times, seldom do incidents happen that turn the table...for a few minutes, hours or even for whole of the life, we start being liked by people just when we are about to master the art of living alone- The Art of letting everyone go off & finally ending up alone.
An enigmatic dilemma flashes across our eyes.

WE THINK... HUH !! What is the truth...the reality...???
Well that's what life is all about...!!! Isn't it ??
Sometimes LIFE seems nothing, and the next moment, its an avalanche of thoughts to live by..!!

- Sahil Sharma