Flying Baby Elephants.

My interpretation of Lord Shiva at a certain time.
Flying above gaseous bubbles, the white forest seems thin. Looking far into this land of the lord as baby elephants scrimp their eyes and flap their wings just as their daddies would do to frighten the climbers.                                 
As one goes through the time-tablet of oscillation, a distant calling is heard with the sound of a bell ! The calling from the white mountain ! A calling that makes you open your eyes to a land, a land of purgatory.                                  
Why this war of who and what ? Why this possession of the almighty when the entire river bed has his sediments in different patches and colours ?                                                                                                               
Passage of Spirits, their delays of passing on and their protection, all have their journeys to be completed !!
Sitting on the white clouded elephant, we must be being laughed at !!

and so she said ...

One cold winter morning while the world went about its morning business', she sat with her back against a cream wall. Eyes closed, breath calm, pulsed witness to a social forbidding !
A lid of protection hovered about her. The battle of deeds filled her thoughts. But a sense of forthrightness swelled her into clear affirmation !
There was nothing to change, just a slight alteration of directions. Her, so far, rigid mind needed to be untangled and set free for once knots are tied the only thing left to be free is, one's mind !
However, this battle of deeds left her cross, frowned and wrinkled, lurking for consolidated moments of solitude and ignorance !
One thought - that raced every other and stood first in the race was that.. If one's soul is knotted, then one's body is one's own. Or if one's body is knotted then one's soul is one's own.  Either ways, either one belonged to her. Even the choice of which one ?
Body or soul.... Let the mind decide!

Twin Blades !

She swaggered her sway and threw her shoulders back announcing her nonchalant consideration of 

everything around her. A distant glance into her perfect future and a raised brow of pride. Ready to wave 

her hand into a resounding slap onto any face of disapproval!                                                                                                           

           

                                                                                        Stopping by a glass window, she glanced at her master. Half a 

curve on her luscious lips and a shy flick of her fringe reminded her of the present moment. The one with 

the drop of a decision hanging dangerously low. To create or to destroy ? To begin or to end?

She stood tall in the land of purgation, hands spread open thanking the presence of the cosmic cloud that 

hung above her.

Three sharp rays of compassion and one trickling stream of serenity lead to a view beyond the horizon, 

beyond today, beyond...

Tears and laughter made her whole, confident and complete. She loved and she hated but she promised a 

full life nevertheless. Hence the smirk and two beaded eyes with a vision to live it out.

                                                                        Either Short and Sweet or
                                                                          Long and Fabulous !!

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peace of mind!

A paradoxical evil monk once said that "we make our own destiny"
The key to anything good bad or ugly is kept in a sachet buried deep inside the mind.

Destiny's directions are taken seriously from the mind... But where the mind is..could the heart be far away ?

Who defines the character of this Destiny? The heart or the mind? When one seems right, could the other be wrong?

The urge to catch up with desire shudders with excitement. If only the destination of desire were to be destiny ...every soul would take a road.

Some minds make peace of mind a destiny.

Mind the peace.. Mind that piece of mind !

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That One line Night !

The story began thus ...

On a bright sunny morning, as chimes swung against the light breeze ...a ray of comprehension slid through the window, of the fact that One can write only what one feels. Although imagination is the key to variety and spice, the creation of it all begins from within ! Premonition, lust and mystery !

Stealthy glances sprinkled with halved curves and twinkles around the mind waiting to make their moves. Suddenly a captured peep lead to glazing moments of greed wanting more.. Wanting much more.

A thumping evening of tunes and rhythms that danced to and sang their own song. Occasional shivers down the spine and plentiful flowers blossomed with every passing moment. Addicted.. Yes.. To what  or rather...to whom !!

An aura of energy filled every atom of space. Gliding through light and darkness but being in darkness while in light.

How somethings in life don't seem obvious! But all of a sudden it could be nothing but that !! Well, as it has been said.. You never see what is in front of you until it vanishes !!

 But this one night nothing vanished.. It only reappeared in new light !

That one Chocolate bar  night... Extended a discovery, a soft and tender discovery waiting to be analysed completely.

Halo-ed Moon

Silent moments in a beautiful place surrounded with the smell of piety and a demarcation of the moon's love spreading in a perfect circle.

An occasional vroom of wheels and a horn try their best to puncture the soft melodies that resound aloud around the consciousness. But all in vain! The glittering sand and red pebbles let the moon shine its light on them making the ground a scene to see.

A pale and grim understanding, of people and their relationships, crawls through this deafening silence. If solitude decides to strike, no doors are left unclosed for even a feather for company ! In that solitude the waves of sorrow and pensive whiffs take form. But the mind is the choice of weapon. Ready to battle down any barrier while bells ring and the departed souls watch on.

As the silence is deafening, a circular energy of the cosmic world swirls to pour forth smiles and clouds of clarity.

You only need to look within !