Who's to know...

Who's to know the number of tears that live ever so quietly behind a certain smile

Who's to know how much of emotion each little droplet carries

Who's to know that a certain pair of eyes could shed no more tears, yet they flowed, they flowed into the quiet, still night, into the warm, peaceful dawn

Who's to know that while each tear cleansed her soul, it took a big part too

Who's to know that maybe, just maybe it was time

The sand of time went one way, then the next, amid it all she sat, still, afraid to even move

Who's to know that weariness would compel her to shift

And, as the sand of time danced to a tune they knew only too well, she weaved a veil of tears...

Who's to know

Somewhere magical

A new dawn makes a beautiful, silent awakening

A precious, light sunbeam caresses earth; birds chirp gloriously, as nature bestows us with her silence, peace and beauty

Somewhere there are silent brooks running into streams, running into rivers, running into oceans

Somewhere, mountains stand sturdy, strong, bursting with life from tress and animals

Somewhere, gorgeous ocean waves break on the shore, only to go back and return anew

Somewhere, deep, deep forests are giving birth to new life, bidding goodbyes to a few

Everywhere, nature is active, and still, she is still, stationery, silent, peaceful, blissful, Godly, pure, chaste and ever so beautiful

What a precious blessing with more than a million magical moments...

Stardust and magic

I am not here after all

Maybe I perch myself at the edge of an ocean that's calm most times, wild some times, as my fingers play gentle keys on a grand piano

Maybe I am at the summit of a quiet peak, eyes closed, feeling sweet mist brush my cheek, envelope my very being

Maybe I am at a place where timelessness is all that matters

Maybe I am in a field full of roses and daffodils, watching butterflies flit from one flower to another

Maybe I am in the stillness of nature, listening to silence sing a soft tune, watching leaves and flowers dance to a light breeze, while nature makes sweet music to the heartbeat of the universe

Maybe I see a thousand fireflies dance to a tune from paradise

Starting today, I will start everyday with a million magical moments

Wish on a star

A beautiful starlit night sky brighten earth

Illuminating her quite like a pathway showered wit delights after two shooting stars clash

Only to create beauty that transcends mans sensibilities
A divine spectacle so rare, magic so pure, truth so real

But, each twinkling star has a story

One born from the crying eyes of a lovelorn soul
Someone's heart broken, someone's heart whole
This precious finds her way out, lingers on the cheek for a while, and then, transforms herself into a rare star

She makes her way to the quiet night sky
Only to reveal herself in the dark of the night
Was she a tear of sorrow or a tear of joy?
Her origin is of consequence, yet, in a way, of no consequence

She is up there twinkling her heart out
This tear survived the path of fire with flames that attacked her vulnerability and gentleness
Threatening to annihilate her
But, she walked on, only to emerge, pure, precious, beautiful, healed

A tear to a twinkling star
Born in someone's eyes
Abandoned on a path of flames
And finally, lives now through the beauty of a star

She is forgiveness, forgiveness is her...

The song unsung

The corner seemed good for a little while
She looked at the shards of glass before her
Each one so different, still the same
A mere part of a once larger object

They glistened in the now fading light
Reflecting the dying rays of a sinking sun
Soon they'd be lying the moonlight
A gust of wind and the pieces moved

She was looked at different pieces
Different pieces that behaved in quite the same way
They lay crushed
She willed the wind to sweep them away permanently

She was weary of looking at those broken bits
She shut her eyes
Shut those contorted pieces out of sight... for just a little while
Tear traces told a story

She looked within, petted her heart
Sang to her tired soul
Saw herself, bruised, battered
She had questions, she got no answers

And then...

She stood up, walked forth
The shards of glass cut, bruised
She went on, giving nothing away
She turned over her shoulder, only just, saw the trail of pain

She looked ahead, moved forth
The pain dissipated into nothingness
She walked along the path coated with broken glass
Each step, a step in forgiveness, a step in love

And this is when her pain transcended hurt
 It now healed, quite like a soothing balm that only calmed, cured
The trail of tears now transformed into a pathway of peace and sanctity
The beautiful path that now lay dotted with bright colours, brighter dreams


The birth of a fresh, new beginning...

Forgive... in a moment

Fleeting images, fleeting experiences

Are they truly fleeting?

She closed her eyes, they were there

She opened them, they were there

Precious moments, experiences too short

Sometimes time is in a hurry

And still, in so many ways time stands still

Like now, when beautiful memories play in her heart, her spirit, her soul

She wanted her own 'memory box'

A magical box where she'd store all her beautiful memories

And then she'd re-live them one moment at a time

She'd make those moments last just a little longer this time

Time, ah time... and she closes her eyes

It takes a moment to fall in love

A moment to say goodbye

A moment to wish moments were longer

But, a lifetime to re-live moments...

Forgiveness though immortalises moments and time eternally

Dusk turns into dawn, dawn turns into dusk

New sunrises, new sunsets bring with them days anew

A new day to love, a new day to forgive

Just when she thinks her moment has gone by

She finds it has found its sanctified place through forgiving

She didn’t need to look for a rainbow, she was already sitting on one

The divinity of beautiful, precious moments transcend time and space... and their truth, holiness and immortality begins in forgiveness and lives in love...

The Notebook - did i tell you

Eternity

What is life, its love

What is love, it's the dedication and will to stand up and say, 'I don't love you, I am in love with you. And, if it means that I have just one day to spend my life with you, I will have lived a thousand lifetimes in eternal, spotless, pure love."

And, when you close your eyes, mine shall close too

And when you pass through this world, my spirit shall accompany you

And we shall have our endless dance in a place called eternity

Where our love transcends time, space and boundaries

For now, I shall hold you

Lay your head on my chest

Listen to my breath breathe you

You are me, just as I am you

Eternally... 

Amore

It's in the dissimilarities you find similarities

In separation you find togetherness

In sorrow you find joy

In entrapment you find freedom

In pain you find comfort...

And in the midst of it all, over, above, through and through

As high as the bright blue sky

As deep as the emerald green ocean

You experience love in its truest, purest form

You are love, just as I am love

We are love

From the heart of a 16-year-old

Life is about coming's and going's, but the beauty of it all are the memories. For me, all memories are good, even the one's that pain, because if they weren't as good, they wouldn't be my memories, would they? Friend's, our little angels on earth, are some of the most treasured people we're gifted.

Exactly a month ago, a little girl sat next to me at work. I wished her a good morning and after the initial introductions and small talk, got on with "emails for the day". Little did I know that during the course of the month, the rest of the team and I would be close to an adorable little 16-year-old girl whose morning chatter about life in general would be the beginning of all our days. Of course, lunch was a picnic with a mix of food, but what all of us will miss the most is a look at life through a 16-year-old's eyes, a view and belief that we must try and recapture. Here's what her going away email said to us all:

• Sara :) you're just the cutest. I love how romantic and adorable you are, and how sweet and helpful. The sweet things you say, the lovely things you wear and the most wonderful optimistic strongest outlook to love - you're gorgeous, don't forget it :* 
• Ela :) you're also such a sweetheart, you're lively and engaging and interesting, and Ela is just the nicest name. :* you spoke to me the first, and i wrote/ helped you with some of your articles- such an experience. :D 
• Leena :) you're too considerate and you have the funniest stories to tell. talking to you makes me smile :) 
• Roshni :) you called me 'the new girl' the first time you saw me. love your humour, sarcasm and sense of freedom and fun. Blackberry Love Forever :* 
• Sharmishta :) you're so quiet and cute and dedicated to what you do- you're too nice. :) 

Love you'll. thanks for being so much and making a month WORKING instead of watching an 11am movie, full of laughter and fun. i've made new friends and heard new stories and met new people and i love you'll for that :* gonna miss you guys, tons. keep in touch.

Love forever,Avanti

I shall read and reread this note often, because this shows me life through the eyes of innocence... an innocence that I hope shall live on forever.

Sweet little Avanti,All of us miss you tremendously too, and there are but a few words that truly do justice to the joy and happiness you've brought to our lives.

Lots of love and blessings forever,

All of us

xxxxx