Morning Raga
3.00m, morning of 23rd Oct, another longest night of my life, though I went in my cozy bed with some music in my ears “Suphala- Piscean Dreamer ” but … something was in my mind… I got up at 6.00 am …all because of some horrific dream!!, then couldn’t sleep for a second also, work and past kept me awake, one year gone back, pushed away down the memory lane, we dream, we feel, we trust and we live, but nothing counts, nothing matters, as the day goes of, as the time passes a new day, a new hope, a new smile and a new pain. A continuous drama set on the stage by the dear god. So strange and beautiful is the world, so strange and beautiful are the mindset of people, so strange is the nature, everything changes, everyone changes, so here I am, counting on my smiles and collecting all my strength to walk into a new day with a new hope to live yet again.
“Another time, another reason to find, but this time your smiles and your pain are in your control my dear Amit, let not someone become the reason for your smile, let not someone become the reason for your pain, you are the maker of your own destiny, go and win.”
If you read this anytime just wanted to tell you that I win over the pain, I am not weak as you said, I am a fighter, was always and will always be, nothing and no one is going to stop me for longer. Sen said it well y’day “tell them they can hold the remote…and keep the batteries with you”. Wish I had what I dreamed of but no regrets for what is lost, it was never meant for me.
In the dusty path of a dream
I went to seek the love
Who was mine a former life
Your house stood at the end of a lonely street
In the evening breeze
Your dress furled and unfurled
And fluttered and played
With the wanton wind
You set your light dawn by the door
And stood before me
You raised your large eyes to my face
And silently asked, “Are you well my friend?”
I tried answer but our language had been lost and forgotten
I though and thought
Our names would not come to my mind
Tears shone in your eyes
You held up your hand to me
I took it and I stood silent
But our candle had flickered in the evening breeze
And died.
[ Words by Deepak Chopra ]
“ Time is a big healer, life moves on !! ”
