Reverie

People are not always logical. A good samaritan in you is some times looked with suspicion. A lavish sqandering on others at times is counter productive leaving many to feel that you are a snob. Inexplicable acts of good deeds show no signs of desired results. None of these deductions donot really work out, not in the manipulative sense. Many times people do not react the way you think. There always some thing that tickles people. We need some thing more to apprehend the complexity of human being. He is a mystery which can be unravelled with spontaneity.He is a puzzle which can be solved with an emotion. Enigma which can be explored with a feeling.

A fierce big fight between neighbourhood boys and my spouse left me terrified and gave me a feeling that it was my last day in that leased apartment. I feared to get into the details. The next day the boy came running asking for a ball with naughty smile signalling familiarity on his face when he fixed his gaze at my man. I understood that they both are friends now. All the boys cheered him passing. I am not cheered despite my occassional pep talk with them . I am not hailed, not even greeted. Still it doesn't affect me. I get amused by being a distant watcher.

A broad smile which ejects from the innerself spontaneously connects you with a human being facing you. World looks so merry, more worthy place to live in . An air of positivity brimming around makes you delightful. The soul inside you shimmers with divine sparkles. You become too skeptical about prepondered theories of co-existence. Why do I love these living beings so ardently? May be it is the all pervasive generic law. I need to be among the herd. I must see them. It makes me joyful. I feel I am intensely connected with them. Desdain is long forgotten word for me. I love them as I love breeze around me. I can feel them as I feel the tender foliage next to me. They are so far. Yet they are so near to me. My body quivers when I touch the blooming soft petaled flower.There is a life in it. It speaks the language which only heart can hear. I am one amongst the innumerable creations on earth bubbling with life, radiance, speech, thought, reflection,vibration. I don't need to stand out. I am absorbed in the mainstay.The big aging tree waves gently to the wind shedding leaves.The fallen leaves on the path are not dying, they are unifying in the large cosmic cycle. Enormous serinity tranquillises my disquiet .The befalling of tumultous external world calms down inside my core sending ripples of silent missive to the whole of my being to transcend and experience. As I am trying to understand more and more about it, I am growing frailer and frailer before the mighty force. I am proud that I am part of this exquisite creation on earth. I am elated with the fact of my being here. I am grateful that I have been given a chance to be a tiny element in this great living world. I am mystified with it's silent rhythem and cadence.