The circle of life...

How strange yet true is the manifestation of the circle of life. I had always anticipated that at some point in time I would definitely get to taste a slice of it, but never had I thought that God would showcase it to me so early in life. An eye-opener indeed it was and I hope I remember this lesson never to forget, so that such a reminder is needless in the future.
Animals in the wild grow up to their mammoth sizes treading on docile flora in the wilderness. But I sincerely wonder why God made it so, that some of us human beings have to grow up trampling vulnerable hapless hearts on our way up the ladder of age.

We leave behind, deeply etched scars in the hearts that we touched, played with and then eventually dropped on the ground…only to walk over them as kings of the world.
But it all comes back….perhaps that’s what people call the “Circle of life”

If we had set our haughty feet on somebody’s vulnerable heart sometime in our lives…then there sure is bound to exist another set of footprints destined to blemish our hearts too, to remind us how it hurts when we carelessly scramble and scatter off humble expectations of a loved one, it reminds me of how once I failed to understand and distinguish between an interference to my so called freedom and a token of love and care..

Thanks to this circle of life …I am reminded of the wounded hearts I left behind ….how I owe much more than a humble apology to them, to make amends..
So today let me start by saying a truly heartfelt sorry to every soul I‘ve ever hurt…

Coz as I reckon “it all does come back...”

Walking through the Eden that people call "life"

...its such a bliss to crouch at a crossroad and wait for your times to change, for events to take turn, to wait for the sun to again rise on life's horizon and for the birds that had flew away during the winters to return and create that charming cacophony that life was badly missing since the blizzards of sorrow had hit it back in time.

I sit by my window this morning gazing out at the first few golden shimmering rays of the sun falling on the lush green grass decked with the sweet morning dew. And i smile as i realize that these rays bring with them not only yet another morn to my world but also dissolve the gloom in my days...

I see small little humming birds fluttering their tiny wings vigorously and untiringly, around the guava tree blossoms for their daily nectar, and wonder what drives them to such determination and just then...the soothing zephyr softly rustles by the trees, tickling me to remind me of the magic potion of love that i derive from the lovely people around me...that promises me a strength no less than that of the undeterred humming bird.

A jet of white color overhead then makes me lift my eyes up to the ethereal expanse of the pristine blue sky...and lo there goes a flock of the wandering strokes...and their voyage across the world...opens me up...as though inciting me to throw my arms open to all the good things in life...to mount the stallion of change that's speeding my way...to take reigns of my life...and gallop away...deep into the Eden… that people call "LIFE"...