Images courtesy Google

Sometimes life just seems so empty,
as if all the roads have come to an end...
But still the heart looks forward to a start,
As there's always a beginning to an end :)

Bliss

It's amazing how God creates life.
Humans are formed as a part of the union that made the World what it is today..........It's amazing how just a small sac develops into a baby and then a mature thinking man or a woman.....
It's amazing how life is created and the circle goes on.

Mother...as beautiful as the word, is the feeling hidden behind it....every woman longs to be a mother one day, coz the feeling is just out of this world...Holding a life and feeling the changes as God continues to mould it within, it's just divine.
I often say this and wish for it too, that may God bless every woman with a chance to become a mother....coz those who long for it and have to go through a long wait.....their feeling, their anxiety, thier concern ,can never be felt by anyone of us...and I do pray that none of us go through it ever as time seems to crawl at a slower pace, when the anxiety and yearning for something reaches its peak.
A strong belief in God, the determination to hold on to a life and help it grow within, an unconditional, selfless,dedication towards every change and pain that comes along with it, to make way for a new life, the condition of being unable to hold ones tears back when a soft breath is given in the warm hands of the woman who then is nothing but an epitome of love and care is what..........we call Motherhood.

Blessed are those who have experienced the divine intervention and loads of prayers for many mothers-to-be!

I often wondered who you'd be, how you'd be and where you'd be.
Tender, soft, loved and cared for,you would be my destiny....
A tender tear will roll down my eyes, as I'd see you curled in your new born dreams,
Nine long months you'd be playing within, making me experience the lovely treat.
Your father will tend to all your wishes that you'd ask for when you would be within ...
Choclates and cookies and all those goodies I'll call them my cravings but you'd be enjoying them in glee.
All the kicks will never be missed, until you're ready to be with me.
And when finally you'd be in my hands with clenched fists and closed eyes , I'd beg you to wake up and tell me your dreams....
As I'd long to see you smile, you'll hold my finger real tight....and then I'll sing and will bring you close to my heart.....and you'd smile and sleep in peace.

The sun shone on her face and penetrated deep into the unknown depths of her mind. She felt warm and comfortable. Minutes passed away easily and the clock ticked as usual. Life was perfect, with a strong belief that there was someone who loved deeply.
But what is it that was missing????
There were sounds that were still ringing, raising an urge to find more .....to explore, to develop , to raise ....
Alas the unquenchable thirst of man, always pushing us to find more.....But after all, that's what keeps us away from stagnation..........Our pursuit towards new unexplored horizons.......

"The Greatest Emotion!"

Image Courtesy Google

Words express emotions,
Some big, dark, some hued;
But there are emotions that transcend the limits,
that a writer can ever muse....
The emotion of love is deep after all,
deeper still when one tries to express it at all....
It's a bond that runs deeper than blood,
it makes senses meet and for togetherness it yearns........
There's no day of love, no hour nor week,
it surprises us each day, each hour , each week.....
Love is what brings the daylight alive,
and spreads its spark, in the darkest of nights......
Love is that which soaks in tears,
running from one and taken in by the other.
Love is what makes one sing,
the brightest of tunes, the melodiest of hymns...
Hymns we sing to thank the Lord,
for making us experience the greatest emotions of all.

Sometimes we fall short of words ......... too short to describe what we feel.........
the ink leaks ...............and the thoughts refuse to be poured with ease.......
waiting on unwritten crumbled sheets...

“Judicious praise is to children what the sun is to flowers”

Once I was strolling in the by lanes of Daryaganj, a place full of the best known publishing houses. With creativity in my arms, my art files and folders, I strolled through the thick fog and crisp winter chill. I stopped by an old building and tried to recognise it, yes, this is the publisher I came to as a little girl, with rough sketches that weren't up to the mark. Now, as a final year arts student, I was hoping for the best to come my way.
I entered the door and furnished the guard with all the answers for which he raised innumerable questions."Is she still working here",I thought, I wished to meet her again. A flash back ran through my minds eye. Nearly eight years back, I had come to the same place with my sketches and my father holding my hand. I wanted to see them in a book and one of my friends told me , that to get my pictures in the book, I need to meet a publisher. My father knew that I was an artist in the making and therefore he never discouraged me, and brought me to the gate of the world, I had always dreamt of entering. As we entered the building, we were directed to the room of some Miss Komal, whom we had to meet to discuss my work.
Any other publisher would have laughed at my work, but she looked at it with a lot of interest. Finally she smiled, looked up and said," You know child, you're a great artist in the making, but like every diamond needs to be polished, you too need a little more practise in your work, your work would sparkle like a precious jewel in a few years time and then you can come to me, for I'd be waiting to publish it ".
That day my work wasn't accepted, but I came back with such words of encouragement, that gave me a new direction, towards achieving my aims.
Today as an artist, I have come back to the same place, convinced about the fact that I would make a place of my own in this world. I didn't meet Ms. Komal, but after submitting my work , I was contacted in a weeks time...My work was appreciated and was finalised for the next children's book, I was also offered the post of the art editor.

Encouragement plays a very important role in our life...never discourage anyone, for you never know when people achieve what seems to be "impossible".

“A word of encouragement during a failure is worth more than an hour of praise after success”

The picture is courtesy google and this is a pure work of fiction.

Bloom ANew!!

Its the 31st of December, a clear but cold morning winding up it's chores and getting ready to make its way towards a new year.
Some people say that a new year is just another year in their life, a new morning, a new sunrise and like always the beginning of a new day. Perhaps partially they're right, coz sometimes life seems as if nothing has changed, but at times the changes are so drastic, that we can't help but not only notice them but can feel their glare that goes right through us.
Change does take place, a change that brings along a year that hopes for the better.Change is inevitable and I guess essential, coz it preserves us from stagnation. Change changes the way we think, the way we perceive reality and yes with loads of happiness it does bring along the pain of separation, separation from the yesterday that we loved coz a new today is quite unfamiliar, alien to our nature, our likes and dislikes...but I guess thats how life keeps us on our toes, tossing us from the old to a new and giving us a chance to move on.
This new year too will make flowers blossom and trees sway to it's tune...a new tune that would give way to a row of happy days and months in our life..till another new year opens it's eyes :)

Days have passed and months on end,
flowers had bloomed and seasons did blend..
love,loss,blessings and perhaps fear,
rose in the cradle of the passing year...
Now it's time to bloom a new,
A crisp new year is waiting for you :)

A Very Happy New Year to all my fellow bloggers, may the new year bring loads of happiness in your life. Amen :))