The Early Dawn…

The sun had barely risen and the city had subdued quiet in dawn. Only some road sweepers and morning factory workers hurried through the fast moving streets of Mumbai.

While everyone passed along the streets, I found a fisherman trying to get his way through the deep sea. The silent sea waves created a symphony which was peaceful. The fisherman, in the midst of the never ending sea was in search of something. For him his boat was like a extravagant yacht, the one enriched with all the luxuries of world. His fishing net was not just the one knitted with nylon or silk but above all it was his reason of survival. The isolated sea had now turned out to be its soul. Everyday he would porch in the same sea in hunt of living for his family.

By now time had elapsed by few hours, sun was overhead and the buzzing streets of Mumbai were now crowded. The fisherman kept on swirling his fishing net in all directions. While he did so he had now managed to get some fishes and though it was not a fancy deal but feeling of contentment was visible on his face. And now, he knew that he would be able to get something for his family while he returned back. And his search went on for the rest of the day.

When the beautiful sun was about to sway back and the sky dyed pomegranate pink, the fisherman sailed his boat back to the shore. A feeling of pride was clearly seen on his face. His job though it paid him little but he was satisfied about what he did. At the end of the day smile on his family’s face was all that he strived for.

P. S : Be contended about what you work, it may reward you sooner or later.

 

 

 

 

And It’s my Fable..

Hurricane ..!! ‘I am 25‘ she realized, while she was in midst of her fairy tale dreams.

With this appal she woke up in fright,the sun beamed upon her face, her gaze was locked onto the cloudless sky, her heartbeats ran at the speed of a shooting star and her body was damp.Moving out of her fantasized world was the last thing she thought she could achieve.

She relaxed for a while , and just when her heartbeats sank a little, she exclaimed :

I can still be in my fancy world..There’s no one to stop me yet..I am 25 but that does not stop me from dreaming of a world which belongs to ME..!!” 

Right from her childhood she had always heard about A Perfect Life, Future Castle, Sand dunes, Prince Charming and so on. All this beautiful tales made her feel that she could possibly build a castle of her dreams.

She always saw people giving gloomy opinions about “Fairy tale world and blooming Fantasies”. Everyone around, poked her for accepting the fact that “Fairy tale is a MYTH, and she should better stop dreaming about it.” But for her it wasn’t so.

For her it wasn’t a fabricated fable, but it was more of reality. Although she thought of things which were way out of her world, but it was all about how dreams and imaginations could be turned into truth. She was emotional about her fancy imaginations but she was strong.She knew practical world might be different from virtual but she was ready to accept it.

A girl with fierce, a girl with sensitive mind and a girl with polite heart.She was a perfect combination of everything that could be asked for. She always had a belief:

“Fairy tale or the Imaginations or the Fantasies:”

Gives us a lens to see the world in a startling new way. Help us to see our lives not only as they are, but as they could be (or perhaps should be). It touches us in their most signature way by how we experience their endings : that are sudden, shocking, joyful, sad, adventurous that washes over us in the miraculous grace  which is

Grace of LIFE..!!!’