BEAUTY. LIFE. PEACE. PERFECTION. A Dream in the Dream.

     Sometimes, I get inspired by the belief/conception that I am one of the fortunate to be driven by the flow of life, and someone who could feel the drive, someone who is not afraid or apprehensive about the unpredictability of the next step in the ride.

 

                   

     I am at an altitude of 20k and a temperature of minus fifty, with the moon right beside my window. Have always dreamt of this. Ya the moon sure works magic on me. But never imagined.

     I have always been amazed by the moon. The shine though may not be self, reflects and brings out the serenity within. We are all a moon, in that context. The light within us may and wouldn't have come from within us, but the feel, beliefs, and thoughts that go around our worlds impact and form the base of how we perceive and reflect things.

 

     I tried clicking wit my touch but unsuccessful.

     Unpredictability. One of the fine characteristics of Life.

     But then it's perfectly fine .

     Life last month was something I hadn't imagined to happen in the present course of time.

     If a dream were to be so real and reality to be so dreamy.

Sometimes, you tend to stand for a moment and think, am i living in a dream?

     That's how it happens, when after years of living in a small town with it's raw genuinity and other times in the hectic lifestyle of a big city, and then coming to a place that seems, looks, feels to be the exotic awesome place in the entire universe. Neither big nor advanced, but organised and peaceful and reserved to it's own world.

     Kind of reminds me of myself, being in one's own world.

     A World in it's own World.

     Awesomeness and Perfection are the words that come to my mind when seeing in and around Holland.

     Never in my dreams have i imagined to goto Europe, maybe a dream with a subdued fear that it is too high for me and an explicit knowing that it won't happen.

     Very well, we could imagine the feel we get when we walk in the reality with our dream shoes.

     I wanted to pen down each and every day of my 6-week-Life here, but sometimes when things are so like awesome, we tend to Live it and keep the moments in heart than having few minutes of the day to write down.

     Still, i wanna pen down, just to feel everytime what i felt when i lived the dream. Maybe I will.

     So smooth and so chilled out. Away from all bothering elements and stress. And a stop to the hope for peace.

     Uncertainty of life never ceases to amaze me. How we all get drifted by dreams, if only we believe enough to realise them.

     I dont know whether I could live the perfection again. But again I accept the way of life,

Continuos perfection may lead to stagnancy in the thrill to live and chase dreams.

Maybe a self proclaimed view or a self consoling thought. Still sounds quite good.

     Life is like that.

Never cease to dream but then never be doubtful or held by flow of life. Start enjoying it and live it. Trust me, you will feel life, The life in your life. :-)

     Which reminds me I should stop typing and continue with my ride.

And ya, typing in iPod is less fun than writing.

----- Scribbled on the way back to reality from dreamland.

Vini :-)

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SHATTERED MIRROR.

     I looked myself at the mirror. Not impressive but all the same, somewhat bearable. Wonder how come some are gifted with beauty, the pure and intense beauty. Even if they had been the God's messengers in previous birth, i don't think i would come under the bad lot. 

     I hear people appreciating my looks, only lately. I have heard worse comments about my appearance before.

     Nevertheless, it doesn't matter to me a bit. It just stands to prove that how much people consider appearances. 

     I understand the importance of inner beauty and always aware of the line that "there is more to it than what you see". I do appreciate external beauties but i never do judge their hearts for their looks. For me, after all these days of witnessing characters of purpose, my heart is always in search of the genuine minds even if they were hidden under a tattered hat.

     But then, i can't expect goodness to find me in the same way. And my friends especially my Bestie, for whom i am the beauty queen of the world, don't mind about my appearance since they know me well. But i want the people of the world to connect with me and hear me out and feel fine with me, for which i don't want external presentation to be a barrier.

     Appearance do have an impact, especially for free-spirited souls like me. I don't want anything to get missed out when i wanna fly high and explore the yonder. 

     I have to admit that i look better, better than how i looked two years back, though i should confess that it had taken and still taking a hell lot of works, that involved and still involve pains in achieving something that i dream of, yet i might not be entitled to it. 

     I am someone who is into fantasies and miracles, believing in myself being the angel of the stories. But Cindrella, of whatever be the story, is supposed to look, not just good, but purely beautiful. 

     I call myself as Mother Nature's child, and it sure holds true. Since the day i became a bit sensible and a person who holds onto beliefs and self-made ideals, i never let go of some unreal beliefs. Whenever i fall sick or get hurt, i believe in Mom Nature to heal me, which i say as Natural Cure but don't mean the same literally. I believe that being Nature's child i get treated by her and till date, She has never let me down. But when it comes to the subject of beauty, i am searching for Her to get some solutions, or answers at the least.

     It may be well concluded that i give a lot of importance on external show, which, i should say, is only the half truth.

     Inner beauty comes first. And i know that mine is pure. Character can never be under question. Moreover, we just need a sense of goodness and love for self and world and Life looks after everything else, presenting us with varying colors and scenes and let us act and react accordingly and enhancing our character consequently.

     But beauty?? It is what we are and what is given to us, for once and ever. Whatever we do to enhance, it wouldn't be a natural process. Just a full-time consciousness and concern about skin and it's characteristics.

     And what i am asking for, is not the captivating looks that could get through a beauty contest. I want the natural sense of beauty, the feel-good sense on being within my own coat and the ease of looking true.

     The skin-deep beauty that i am wishing for, will not help in attracting people but helps me to fly high freely, with hands spread wide and taking in the energetic and electrifying elements of the atmosphere. It would rather make me less concerned about my appearance since i could feel the goodness of it inside me.

     It is not exactly the external beauty, but rather the external beauty which you could feel from your inside.

     I am just wishing for that good-feel which i wanna feel about my own appearance myself. I am even ready to lose few points of good-looks to gain the natural purity.

     I never really care about others' comments or views of me. I can be called as someone who thinks too much about myself, but i believe that unless we have a good self-opinion we just can't have a real good-feel for others. 

     Feeling Good about self, And reaching out to the inner galaxy through the outer screen of being.

    

SOUL-STIRRED. . !

    There are seven Wonders in this world and many hundreds that have a place in the Hall of fame. Yet, Being in this world for two decades, i haven't made it to even one.

    However, i have been to places that are not globally famous and may not be a wonderland.. But what matters is the good feel you get on being at such places, accompanied by the pride of being one of the luckiest people on earth to have been there and to be able to admire the awesomeness of the thing.

   It is about one such place which i am gonna pen down further.

Location::Chennai, TamilNadu, India.

   The place, humble as well as discreet, is located in the heavy-traffic area of Porur-Guindy road, In Memory of the soldiers of the Second World War.

    I went there along with my friend at around 6p.m., the same time when we learnt that the visiting time closes by 5p.m.  But the caretaker was sweet to let the two excited kids standing at his doorstep in.. Goodness do comes with the atmosphere i suppose.. :-)

     We started to walk around the place and within seconds, we were filled with total love and respect for the place and we could sense presence of every element - Silence, Beauty, Respect, Honour, Patriotism and Pride.

     As we were seeing the inscriptions, we were filled with both shock and awe on looking at the names listed in early twenties.

"Young blood, Charged up..

Set out with arms in hand,

Stood against the enemy forces in land.. "

     I had read such lines in my prose in schooling days, without the knowledge of existence of such hearts then and now the examples staring at me now.

       Years have passed and are passing by, yet people are seen to engage themselves in many activities that range from mortal quest for material treasures to the noble intent of helping fellow people. But these hearts belong to a completely different hub. Just the sole Responsibility that was born from the pure love for their land in mind, Yet made their lives reach the level of immortality.

      All these years of having successful family members and powerful icons as role models, i can feel the real inspiration this time from those who are not my role-models or whom i had known as a person.

    With the beauty of place and the respect for the souls impressed in mind, we left the place INSPIRED!

Dream. Live. Cherish.