Struggle to find the Title

Often we are asked or advised to plan what we want in life.

Very Few of are blessed to have this wisdom from early childhood, they could actually carve those wanted line of focus on their fate line and remained dedicated to it till they came closer to the “moment of truth”, which ultimately, either, showered them with the ecstasy, the biggest success of life lived till date, while others remained hopeful, keeping their eyes awake even after they stopped breathing, for their turn to ecstasy even after they stopped breathing.

Not even a fiction is without pinch of struggles and failures besides success and happiness. Imagining a real life,flawlessly successful and happy appears to be beyond fantasy .

The ecstasy born out of every intimate smile, danced with your laughter, got aroused with your nagging cares and caution ; invaded you with even more vigor, hid you deep inside in its arms.

The ecstasy never knew this dance has a long haul: every moment it dances with the shadows of the past, and prays the past to be forward.

We all are born with some debt of the past to pay back and again earn few more debts to pay till life and beyond.

To me both seems to be working aggressively together keeping me bowed and humbled.

I still hope …..someday I will find my title….

Talaash

Har waqt ek kami si mehsoos kiya karta hun,

Har waqt khud ko khud se door kiya karta hun.

Mujhe maloom hai ki mujhme aisa kuch bhi nahi,

Fir bhi na jaane kyun ….

Is khaalipan me bhi..

Kuch na kuch talaashn kiya karta hun

Movement from Mumbai To Muscat change of Shadows

Movement from Muscat to Mumbai brought one of the most significant changes to my shadow.. Mumbai, the city of dreams and sky high building had clipped my shadows even in the day light it was difficult to admire them, in night the tip of the towers had the best access to the stars. At Oman the sands embraced my shadow, allowed it to spread and caress all over them.. The chastity of the sky is decorated with shining stars and illuminated with glowing moon… Wanderer is expecting the next unknown exciting turn in his life

Moments of Truth

Even the bitter truth can be spoken with a winning and genuine smile ; one can lead his life winning every day’s struggle having faith on his eternal abilities,” to be loved by everyone, and to love every one”. Embrace any outcome not always as ultimate reality but as a road to transition to the ultimate dream evolving every moment”.

Indeed the above wisdom is much easier said than done, one needs the soul of the monk to master it.

We come across a situation where everything is at stake, we risk everything for a breath of life and freedom, all the resources of the universe appear small in front of the slow and firm decision of the almighty, often conspired.

The clock is clicking to the inevitable tipping point, even if we can foresee the future, even if we have the guts to see, it remains in-contextual if we do not act to delay or change the course of future.

Statistics suggests, tiger fails almost 20 times before it catches its prey.

Alertness towards observing and manoeuvring the micro-moments, responding in a manner to outsmart the act of hidden hands may increase the probability of success even if it is short lived, the process and speed of evolution is the name of the game. 

It is almost impossible to keep a track of the volume, value, velocity, variety, and veracity of the changes taking place, where the “Moments of truths” are shaping up and changing the universe forever.