A Fleeting Happy Dream!

"What was it on that snow capped mountain?' I asked myself.A plump,naked child with wings and curly hair.It kept disappearing in the thick mist which appeared yellow under the glow of the bright sun.I could catch a glimpse after every few minutes and my heart would miss a beat."What a delight!"I contemplated.My heart would melt at the thought to be with that angel.I started to climb the mountain.I kept tracing its footsteps.The mountain was lovely.The colour of the wild flowers,the grass and the trees was growing vivid.My ears were happily receiving the sound of the soft music which had a hypnotic effect.I kept looking up to the top of the mountain to locate the angel.I not only saw the angel smiling but the clouds kissing the mountain peak where he was sitting.I wondered if it was an illusion.I murmured God's name repeatedly asking for more strength to reach the top.The mountain seemed enchanted.The birds were whispering and chuckling and the insects were dancing." Where was I?" I asked myself.I profoundly believed that it was Heaven.Suddenly I heard a voice,"Stop." It was the little plump child with wings.The picture was growing more vivid.It was an incredible encounter with a Cherub!"Yes it was a Cherub!" I exclaimed in extreme ecstasy."Where am I?" I asked."You are on Mount Olympus,where all the Greek Gods lived",he replied.What a spectacular place it was.I was ecstatic, almost intoxicated with that precious moment of being on Mt.Olympus with a Cherub."What are you doing here?",I asked."I live here",the Cherub replied with a smile.The Cherub took my hand in his and gave me a fistful of golden stones."You've been blessed and you'll always receive an avalanche of joyful things." the Cherub said with a wide smile.It began to rain.There we went deep in the ocean of silence.This was a silence that spoke for itself.A silence that said there was nothing more to explain.The Cherub flew high in the blue sky leaving me behind all wet with the rain water.I stood alone awestruck,staring at the golden stones.The music was still playing.I was wondering how to go down and in no time my alarm went off.It was an amazing dream from which I never wanted to wake up.The place was perfect for the most exotic holiday.

Distance Can't Separate The Hearts That Care.

Romantic and serene Bali(Indonesia).An island with shimmering clear,blue water and beaches galore,whispers it's mood to the people who visit this fabulous place.I became totally enamoured of the beaches ,when I was there for New Year. I got an opportunity to experience a lovely feeling.Once at sunset I was sitting on a sand dune,watching the tide come in.It was a quiet and calm evening.The waves sent thin sheets of molten gold across the dry sand closer and closer.Finally almost like a caress,an arm of the sea curled around the base of the dune.Looking at this I contemplated,"Isn't it wonderful how much the sea cares about the land?" I think I was right.It was kind of Caring.The Land was passive and so it waited,but the sea cared and so it came.The lesson was all there in that lovely symbol-The willingness to act ,to approach and then embrace.There are simply no barriers between things that care for each other.It is possible to reach out everywhere.That is in our minds and in our hearts.It is a realisation of your strength.It comes from a smile,a hug.It comes from within.It takes courage to care greatly.The more things you care about,and more intensely you feel about them,the more alive you become.

Be Grateful!

Every moment in our lives has something to teach us but it is entirely on us to grab that opportunity and learn the lesson or not.The same way I learned one very small lesson which sounds very simple but pretty difficult to preach .The lesson which no one could teach me was taught by a beggar.It was all about appreciating everything in your life and being grateful to almighty for what he has given us.A month back I was in Delhi on a shopping binge.The moment I got out of the Esprit store I caught a glimpse of a beggar woman who sat on the footpath under the sun with her little baby.I went up to her and saw a deep bruise in her thigh and a stream of blood was flowing out of it.She was crying in pain.It was an awful scene! I was so startled to see when she rejected to accept the money that was giving her.I looked into her eyes,it appeared she had lots to say but words couldn't escape her mouth.The pain in her eyes sent a chill down my spine.She didn't want money but a bandage for her wound."Please help her",I told my mom.My mom and I looked for a chemist shop close by but were unale to locate any.After sometime we found one and picked up an ointment and a bandage for her.I rushed to that female,covered the wound with the bandage and gave her some money too, despite of her being reluctant about taking it.She was so much relieved and so was I to see her.She sat there asking the almighty to give me happiness and all the good things which world has to offer.I was so happy deep down my heart not because she asked the almighty for my happiness and nor because i was too proud to help her.I was happy that I helped her because I expected nothing in return.It was all about giving,I gave her some love,a bit of care and it was all unconditional.It was a small gesture from a human to a human.The real happiness is derived when u give and expect nothing in return.

Before I had come across this incident,I was completely a different person.I cribbed about everything despite being blessed with all the joys and happiness,a lovely family and all the comforts of life.Everytime I would fight with someone at home or someone would be rude to me and if at times my parents would not buy me one thing after fulfilling hundreds of my demands,I would end up saying, " It would have been better if I was a beggar.God taught me a lesson,and it was totally life enhancing.I learned how important it is to appreciate every small thing we are blessed with and never forget to look down upon those who can't even afford to buy an ointment or bandage for their wounds.From that moment I promised myself not to whinge about anything in life.If I would have been at her place how much suffering I would have been going through and that very moment I thanked god for blessing me with most of the things which poor people pine for.The reality is that we human beings can never be content with what we own.We keep searching for more instead of enjoying those moments which we spend cribbing and cursing God for what he has not given us.

After all the suffering which this world has to offer,we should never forget to thank God who has given us so much mercifully and pray to him that he should grant us one more thing-"a grateful heart to appreciate what we possess."