Lady and the Landscape

(Dedicated to Padma Narashiman)

­­­­­­True elegance.

So wide & so curvy, a classic contrast indeed.

Is it the sprawling white? Or the vast solid ground?

It’s really difficult to pinpoint what makes this space so special.

It’s quite a breathtaking landscape.

She said to herself…

What happened to my emotions? Why there is tranquility suddenly?

Even the wind goes gentle today. It seems to have a spot for old beauty.

She chuckled to herself…. And went back to her tranquil thought processes, finding a fulfilment from the absence around her.

She reached an elevated podium and whispered to the winds…

The podium where I stand reminds me of the 8 decades, which gave a genuine silence. Still boundless boundaries beyond this land target me like a bull’s eye, but my experience make it as blissful as a morning walk. My aura filters all materialistic manifestations around me. Neither land nor heavenly emotions can harm me now. What I see and get is way beyond your reach because this aura is nurtured with a nature to sacrifice. It’s soaked with countless souls lost in their road to paradise.

Getting used and abused on all four corners of life, my immunity to swallow these materialistic manifestations grew stronger. No more roots.

She swayed her legs twice….

My legs are no more rooted to these lands.

How do you call me then?

Call me a saint.

Now, I stand here in the centre of this mercury dipped bright land, observing petty people hoping for sliver lining.

Sarcastic grin on her lips…

Trust me,

Only your hair gets the silver lining, not your heart.

You may ask,

Why are we here? What do we truly need?

Yes, what you truly need is renunciation.

Her lungs winded, she took a deep breadth….

Emptiness is a big fat zero.

Be aloof.

True revelation comes from a loss.

“Live through life to loose it”

Life is just an effort to impress and gain identity.

It may sound hard, but these silver lands feeds completely from you, inside out.

So what?

Sow your seeds of success my silly kids.

The irony of life is to do the obvious unwanted things to attain the fruit of our problems.

You have a long path to acquire my genuine silence.

And all your problems are defined in one word, acknowledgment.

Take it head on.

She again glanced through the vast meadow of pain and pleasure …

Come to my spot one-day.

Say it,

I have been there,

I have done it.

“Live through life to loose it”

With nothing to loose, I am ready to let loose.

She slowly raised her toes and started to levitate in the gust of heavy air.

There she goes with a hearty smile of satisfaction on her face.

Farewell…. My kids. Oops there is no my, you or us.

We are all, just a balloon drifting off to a single direction of hope.

Inhale my words and inflate.

Push yourself to extreme and poke yourself. 

Let your inner air join the atmosphere.

Become the atmosphere my kids.

Farewell…



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