Skip to main content
Talk with the stars. Part 1

So i am sitting in the roof the only house thats giving me shelter at this time of night. And while sitting in the shade of night, i try to connect with the sky, the star studded wonder having shades of blue and red, an indication that the big star is still out there waiting for its time to outshine the others. When i look straight up i see the north star vibrating around its axis trying to tell me something i persume, important. So i stare at it, in the hope that i will be able to impress the stardusts. Now the star smiles, a smile i was familiar with. The smile it always gives when it has to argue with me. And by the scenerio i knew what the topic is going to be.
It seemed to tell me, 'look at this beauty, the beauty in which am embedded. The black blank space is afterall not that blank,aint it? chuckles
'come over here, there can be no bigger joy than existing in the midst of miracles '
I smiled, my usual. The star frowned, thinking what better argument i could have.
I told ' we both know that ultimately at one point i am going to return back to my home, our home.  So sister i know you miss me, you miss the beautiful mystery of existing in The Earth. We both know that our home is perfect. No comparison. But i equally know that our father sent us to Earth to complete a prophecy and he aint gonna call us back until we finish it. You have fulfilled yours. Now its my turn. Even i want to go home but i love the beauty of this place too. Its a beautifully designed and sculpted miracle. I cant tell you how wonderful it is. Take care,
With love,
Your sister.
I chuckled.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

This is a world where everthing is possible. This is something very few people understand.  Yes many have heard this statement but still rarely do they realise the immense value this sentence holds. If you feel itvhasnt worked for you then it is because you gave up at that moment when the universe was ready to give you your dream.

Change of some sort.

The world is changing, isn't it? So, everyday when I scroll through instagram, facebook or any exquisitely woven write up, it gives me a sense of relief. And this is no lie. Maybe we skipped noticing the honours received by a social activist for legalising tribal rights or ignored reading the thank you messages from change.org for signing and successfully helping Rita or Michelle achieve the milestone.  Maybe we overlooked the way the facebook timeline feed has put on an entirely different clothing, advertising more on women rights, humane deeds and humongous achievements . Or how new instagram posts started showing how much love we have for another person or for a cat or a dog. Hey, even how our priorities cycle between potatoes, avocadoes and sleep. The new interest in portraying how much important beach and adventures have become. Or even the sudden realisation that most of our favourite stars are not even on these social networking sites or that their accounts are managed b...
Why dont we? It looked wonderful. The garden i was sitting in. The dusty lane around the beautifully constructed garden was all that made me realise that  i still love the place we are living in. I look around,  people of many age groups strolling in the lane. Some waited for their loved ones and others content being alone, absorbing and assimilating the nature's porn look. Even the animals were there. And they were happy, after a very long time they had finally found a place where they could live without the fear of being tortured, or Atleast for a little more time till perhaps something might change. Then i turned to my right. It was not like no one was troubling the trees, I grinned as i saw small hands shooting up to pluck that one red coloured berry from the nearest branch of the gaint proud angiosperm . I chuckled now at my sole companion there, the  tree that bore that red coloured berry and she seemed very happy for this was what she always wanted, to be lo...