Your Smile is not Fairy like Anymore….

From the Pen-APN

Your smile is not that much fairy-like anymore. I had linked my soul to your happily beaming face. But to my surprise now you go on showering your beauty and charm lavishly on any co-traveller you encounter on your way.

I get perplexed at your indiscriminate treatment of them who could never be serious lovers like me. Although you say, “All my beauty and youth is only for you,” you offer your beauty and youth to others packaged with lucrative smiles and inviting talks. You say you are all for me but when one day I found you are conspiring with a new comer to share your womanly love, I was utterly confused about my place in your life. You labelled the new guy simply as an acquaintance but you treated him more than your husband.

And I am hurt today because one day you had treated me more than your husband who is still alive and now you treat the new entrant more than me when both your husband and I are alive.

I simply say, “Oh! Shit,” because I am twice removed from you, first by your husband and then by the other guy.

Completely broken and deeply hurt I knock my house doors. And my pious wife opens the doors with oceans of true love in her eyes for me. She hugs me lovingly and does not know that she hugs a cheating heart that has been cheated recently by some other crafty woman.

DREAM BIG, FEEL THE URGE, WORK SMART AND LEAVE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE

From the pen-APN

In some moment of my life on some rough paper I had once scribbled the following lines:“To speak to the public is my passion. I instantly connect the inner flow of my life when I am to speak before an audience. A well-decorated stage in a big open field under the limitless sky and an excited audience and my heart to heart talk with them over a public address system added with digital delay technology are my unalloyed joys of life.   As a stage anchor I speak out my heart before a joyous public and these acts of public contact give me a sense of self-actualization because I am really good at this.  With each public programme, I galvanize my dynamism and self-confidence. Such public festivals or programmes fill my heart with a lot of positive and spiritual energy. But now for over a year, I do not attend any programmes. I maintain a low profile. I tell myself that I do not need such publicity. I have started neglecting a beautiful aspect of my personality. Like a flower which does not get proper nourishment my talents may die out.”This is a case which most of us suffer more or less during different stages of our lives. Most of the time, we give up or gradually we withdraw ourselves from making efforts to realize our gifted talents. As a result, we die before we realize our uniqueness and the tremendous potentialities that we are endowed with.What is the answer to such a malaise?   DREAM BIG, FEEL THE URGE, WORK SMART AND LEAVE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE.

The joy of walking together

From the pen-APN

When she appeared before me, adorned in a snow-white outfit, with her characteristic smiles of elegance and pristine beauty, she looked like a moving temple in human form. I looked at her without a blink of an eye. I did not know how long I stood spellbound at her amazing beauty. And I only regained my consciousness when she slowly and lovingly approached me with a smile and held one of my hands in hers and started walking with me.

That day we walked to a lovely place where God was believed to reside. That was a temple of unparalleled beauty. People believed that it was the temple of a lively deity where everyone gets whatever he/she wishes. So, with a heart full of rosy wishes, we started walking towards that sacred place of joy and serenity. From a distance, the temple looked like Lord Siva’s gigantic snow-white Kailash Mountain. And the colossal flag that fluttered gleefully on its top looked like the guardian of universe glancing benignly over a patch of surrounding verdant woods.

That day we just walked together in the same direction to a common destination. Neither I spoke any words to her nor did she spoke anything to me. But, in the life-enriching silence of the sacred place, while walking the walk hand in hand, we felt the depths of our beings mingle together in deep feelings of harmony and trust. With each step, our souls got closer and closer. I felt her fingers fill the gaps between my fingers. I clasped her palm in mine and a strong bond for all times to come was consummated. We knew we loved each other truly and by the time we climbed all the steps of the temple we were convinced of our relationship to be everlasting and unbreakable.