"Peace"

Tranquility and peacefulness are such rare treats that you often spend your whole life seeking them, running after either one or the other, but both are eternally linked. They are linked with the thinking and higher intelligence of the human mind. They sprout out from the depths of one's own heart and can never be found outside of yourself. The human mind is the breeding ground from which they originate and the thoughts provide them nourishment to flourish and to spread around positive energy....!!!

Screaming Silence!

Drip drop of water from somewhere deep in the house,
tick tock of time from the clock overhead,
honking horns of cars from the road outside,
faint sounds of a pen scratching over a paper and the subtle sounds of deep breathing.
But still the silence was profound, beating on the eardrums- not allowing them to capture any sound other then the loud and harsh cries of silence! Yes, the silence was full of voices, all of them telling their own stories but making no sense in their haste to be heard over the babble of silent voices! I tried hard to understand and decipher the meaning of individual voices but the cacophony of silent cries beat against my ears and rendered then useless, the eardrums stopped straining to hear and the voices of silence died leaving behind the tick tock of time and the drip drop of water!

Dying Souls...!

         There I was , sitting atop a low sand hill, with the vast barren plain stretching in all directions around me; interrupted by other sand mounds occasionally. I see the death and decay, I can feel it in my bones, cam feel the marrow weakening, the bones cracking and splitting just like the cracked land in front of me. This land lacked the love of sky (water) and the dryness was killing it slowly from the inside; the only outwards signs being the cracked soil and the yellow wilting blades of grass.
        I am attracted to this piece of land because I can see the similarities, it's just like me.... lacking love! ...the heart slowly dying with the dark circled eyes, telling the unsaid stories of sleepless nights, and the scaly dry skin as the only outward signs. I am like this dying land with a little part of me withering every day like the small clusters of grass dying daily! I can see the blazing sun in the sky and I feel it's scorching heat trying to kill the tiny little blossoms of hope who dare to fight against the decay. It reminds me of the scorching words of people that sear my soul and kill the beautiful tiny blossoms of hope on the tree of my thoughts.
       Sitting here at the funeral procession of this dying land, I can feel it's pain and the indescribable suffering. Seems like the soil underneath is calling me. I can hear it's pleas of love as it takes the last shuddering breaths, telling me the stories of it's joyous times...!
       The sudden wind whipped my hair and I caught the lose strands in my eyes. Pushing them out of my eyes I tore my eyes away from the wallowing land and looked up at the sky and saw a small cloud trying to hide the mighty sun... the irony made me laugh out humorlessly. But then I noticed the winds and the clouds desperately fighting the sun... trying to obscure it to save their beloved from the open arms of death. I watched in amazement as the winds unleashed their anger, and more clouds rushed furiously across the sky blocking the scorching heat of the sun and darkening the blue skies. And then I felt a drop of Elixir of life falling on my upturned face and felt the land underneath my feet starting to smile as the love of sky started to shower down on it and it's dying soul breathed again. The tiny particles of soil started to dance and swing with the grass on the music of the rain drops! I can hear their songs and can smell the love in the moist air. the joy of the land made me smile and that smile brought my own soul back to life and I realized that feeling others pain and joy is what brings us true happiness and makes us forget our own worries. this thought helped grow blossoms of hope which started to flourish with the water of smiles, on the tree of thoughts in the land of my mind....!