A simple wish

My heart yearns to see the greenery of Iceland and ice caps of Greenland; to dwell in the wilderness of South Africa and ruins of Rome; to witness the grandeur of Vatican and heritage of Athens; to suffer in the Russian cold and tropical sun of the Caribbean; to dream under the starry sky in the desert of the Sahara amidst the Egyptian mummies; to survive the mysteries of the Amazon and Bermuda triangle; to hop in the Alps and surf in the Mediterranean; to watch the sunrise in Japan and the sunset in Samoa; to behold the memories of northern lights of Norway and  the harbour of Rio de Janeiro; to swim through the corals of the Great Barrier reefs and scale the Mount Everest; to slide over the glaciers of the Antarctic and ice sheets of the Arctic; a wish to see them all and live to tell the tale.  

If only I could live long enough to see them all and live to tell the tale! 

It is a strange world indeed…

From the Ferris wheel I saw the gargantuan mountains and the Pacific Ocean; the park where synergy between the nature and wildlife is tantamount; the indigenous beings, no more than minions who cried during rides.

Up from above the world seemed big and beautiful and strange that it could consume you. We have the sea, mountains, forests and land. The nature that has endowed forests with its diverse species, sea with the beautiful creatures and land with similar yet distinct human race seem so different that one could deem it is impossible for them coexist; yet they do.

Simpletons travel seeking adventure in the world they think so unfamiliar to them under the illusion of courage. Simple pleasures make the earthlings happy, who are unaware of or pretend to be unaware of the universe filled with surprises and bountiful encounters that take your breath away if you live long enough. Mammals in barred enclosures disillusion the man, who driven by the delusion of grandeur and superiority takes pleasure usurping false obedience from the wild beasts.

What a strange world indeed! 

We have the sea full of creatures known and unknown; then there is forest complete with living organisms that keeps the canopy of trees alive day and night. Man is neither intimidated nor awestruck by the sheer enormity of its implication. He has no time to admire the beauty of sparrows, chirping happily on the lookout for breadcrumbs; rain that descends the earth; the prism of colors that the sunlight could shatter; instead he finds pleasure in buying stuffed animals and living virtual world.

What a strange world indeed!

Observing nature in its own milieu where combination of vulnerability and danger adds charm and chills the blood, churns you; makes you feel like you are the only one to whom the nature has unveiled herself. And the very big egoistical part of very small you find pleasure at that very thought!

It is a strange world indeed!

In the Crossroad of Desire and Destiny

When you are at crossroads it is the choice that would make a difference. It will be a choice of to be or not be; a chance to be someone or anyone; it is the determination to do or die; to possess enough guts to take that giant leap which has all possibilities or naught; being strong enough to sacrifice for that one single purpose of being what you want to be; it is the desire for the ethereal and the wish for the eternal. It is a choice that could make or break you.

The risk and the demands with so much at stake, the responsibility and the dream playing a tug of war, it comes down to the will and the duty that would decide the journey of your lifetime. Whatever the choice might be, it is the journey from then on that decides your course of life.

Fate and destiny, often interchangeable and as often abstract word, might not give the vocation or the calling that you thought you are meant for, but believe it will be the one you yearned, the one you are yet to realize and the one that made you who you are and make who you will be.

Love

Love… it means different things to different people.

Expression of the pent up affection for some…Romancing their better half for few…Something to be cherished for many…And it is just another word for lot of us.

Love, comes in various forms and flavours, each unique in its own way. It doesn’t have to be a Red Rose to symbolize and a kiss to prove. It could be just a smile which opens the door for great many wonders. So let’s revel in the beauty of the very feeling of love, for love can be for anyone or anything. Do not confine it, open up and you wouldn’t be surprised to find yourself in a place beyond your own fancy.

Overrated and overstated declaration called LOVE

This overused statement never lost the glamour status it enjoyed and still enjoys. There are many who wondered but only a few I believe have discovered the why, that is if at all they have. For the hopeless romantic, love is a driving force, a way to ennoble one self and one that deserves the greatest of honour by some logic that belies the rational. Even in a purely fictional sense one cannot deny the physical response of quick jolt of pleasure that makes your heart skip a beat, traces of pink that colours your cheek at unexpected hours or uncertainty that defines the word. But in reality it is the unpredictability which goes along with the magic word that attracts the heterogeneous population. The very possibility of challenge adds glitter all the more. As for me, it is more like an illusion of perfection it gives the bearer and the yearning it stirs in the onlooker that seals the definition of Love.