The possible Dream!!

With a single anklet in her leg and wearing the flouncing skirt, she walked on the uneven but soft grass .As she felt the tickling of the grass in her paws, she imbibed in the serene atmosphere around, cool moonlight sprinkling soft light on the grass and making it look darker. The moonlight played with the placid water of the lake, making the water glimmer in its wake. As she watched the water ebb by and wind sweep the stony pathway, she felt she could feel her whole life till that moment pass in front of her eyes as if she was watching a fast paced play, with actors moving in and out.

She wondered at the sights she had witnessed , how they had molded her present persona.Finally she smiled the uncanny smile, only she knew why that smile surfaced at the dead of night, was it because of a thought of good times lived in past or in hope for a bright future ahead. Because in her eyes was the dream which she had seen since many a days which flourished there in the hope and certainty of seeing the light of the day. And she knew it would become true one day !!

Rainbow of Life

In a drunken stupor, he went on his way, as if troubles and late hours are capable of making someone drunk. With very step he faltered, trying to maintain his balance .Every passerby gave him questioning looks .He still walked on trying to drag his aching legs, because he still had a long way to go.

Then he saw a small kid standing by the side of the road .He was totally engrossed in collecting colorful pebbles. His clothes were in tatters, his hair was dry and coarse and legs were muddy, still this didn't appear to matter to him at all. He was just enjoying the bliss of novelty, lost amongst the colorful stones as if they were priceless.

Seeing the boy, he pondered why am I troubled, why can’t I also just enjoy the simple pleasures of life and get lost in the rainbow of shades of life ..Happily he trudged on , thanking God for all.

The eternal silence..

The dead of the night, with only audible sound being the sound of crashing waves that hit the mute rocks, and die a silent death. People come and go, the setting remains unchanged. The tranquility touches everyone who has been there. The silence remains with you. As if it were stuck with you to be there, in thick and thin, providing respite from the maze called life. The memory remains, with a single thought that’s where peace abounds and the soul rests...