That’s Me. The lady on the broomstick.
That’s Me. The lady on the broomstick.
I bought some gem stones today.
Also a bracelet made with all the stones. But then, I was debating how much more to spend, for it’s an endless street. You go in, and unless your brain pulls you out, you just don’t stop. I got so attracted to Malachite that I just couldn’t express. I went wayyyy beyond my budget to indulge in … yes, gem stones.
But then that’s not what I want to tell you about.
This very benign gentleman, humble as ever, recognized me as soon as I entered Lucky Gems. He was very happy to see me. We got talking and he said he had just returned from Kashmir, having spent 20 days with his Sufi guru.
And I was really amazed. He was so humble. He said something that really struck me.
In his words,”My Guru says that we plan such huge things, big dreams, bigger houses, long cars, huge bungalows, loads of money, but we don’t realize that the ENTIRE life is inside just that O.N.E. L.I.T.T.L.E. H.E.A.R.T.B.E.A.T. That’s all. Jab tak woh dhadkan hai, tab tak zindagi hai.”
Now, can I say without a doubt that this bit of knowledge has made me millions more richer than any money would.
I told him, “Uncle, you know, what I just bought from you might be precious gem stones, but they are not the most valuable thing that I am taking away with me from you – it’s these words that you just said, that are precious.”
And I just came back home, ONLY to blog about this, and share my ecstasy with the world.
I will add pictures of my coveted bracelets and stones in my subsequent blog posts.
For now, I am mighty enchanted. Mmmm…
Here’s a wordless wednesday after ages and ages!!!
Go on, fill it up!!! ❤ ❤ ❤
* Disclaimer: No assumptions please. I am a hopeless romantic and love to weave tales triggered by real life. The inspiration for this story was my birthday that just went by.
She was caught off-guard.
It was her birthday. She was not really expecting something life changing. Maybe an Armani watch, and/or a birthday card, maybe some flowers.
A huge bouquet of 60 Dutch Roses and authentic Lilies adorned her center table, along with a hugggggge greeting card.
And she smiled. She knew something is still not revealed.
And he just announced!!
A life changing declaration!
For her, it meant promise, dignity, respect, hope and sophistication. For him, the definition of life itself.
“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.” ~ Kahlil Gibran
The window of life stood before my eyes.
What I saw I can not adequately describe.
It was all I could ever wish for.
An eye could ask never for a feast better.
So much hope the window brought.
Swept along with the cool draught.
Of happiness unlimited, and unknown.
Open doors making it welcome even more.
In my dreams I’ve seen, I confess,
The view that this window has presented.
My dreams are so vivid, so real, so lovely.
I do believe… staunchly, in their authenticity.
To see my wish come true, I don’t need a genie.
To see those waves lapping the shore is so genuine.
As are my dreams, and they will come to life.
The window of life is before me, so will the door be, ever alive.
His face was not very clear
There was dream upon dream
She waited eternally for him to appear
But her dream was still a dream
“O! Please please come soon, dear
Come and take over my life
I want to see you, touch and hear!
The stories of your life and strife.”
She would beckon in her dream
To that hazy not-so-clear face
And imagine him standing close to her
Real close, like a miracle on a good day.
The love she finally knew, twice,
Was ugly and wild, for all that she grew
Her hopes, aspirations, all the anticipation,
Everything lost, evaporated like summer dew.
Little did she know that this was not to be
For there in time, waiting, was someone worthy
She knew not, the test of her lord,
She was being groomed to become adored
She imagined her life, disintegrating, bit by bit
Her fate was, in truth, being sealed in the right orbit.
And her life was being set so so right.
Her destiny took her to true love
The love she knew earlier was a hallucination cove.
She thought she had seen it all
But the truth struck her with his arrival.
There he came, her Knight in shining armor, riding the sea waves
His arrival was so calm, absolutely a wonder
He came, bruised and battered, soul searching
Found solace in her suffering and healing.
She gave him what he missed, he gave her love
He gave her what she missed, she gave him trust.
Had their fates been sealed earlier? One does wonder.
When the universe decides to give the love u knew
Is there anything else that you wish to do?
You start believing that it is a circle
Life falls into its destined oracle
Why do you think it was over then?
Because, it’s never over, ever.
There was another story in the offing
The story had someone and you starring
The Love she knew, was the love that grew
The love he deserved was the love she gave
And they lived, happily ever after.
And they lived, happily ever after.
I have been blogging since 2007. My first blog was on a platform called Sulekha.com and that was the time I was exploring blogging and networking online. I found very good friends on Sulekha and I am in touch with them even now.
I named my blog Dreamz Forever, and used to blog under the name Punam. Dreamz Forever gained a lot of popularity. I built it initially on Blogger.com and then shifted it to WordPress for WP is no doubt a better platform. When I was Punam, I was a different person, the typical dreamy girl who was always looking to fly high. I still am, but in a different shade.
Life happened. And I went into hibernate mode for about a year, before resurfacing as A Walk into the Woods. A Walk into the Woods is one of my earlier poems and defines me to the core. I decided to name my new blog this, because it is ingrained in my memory and there was nothing else more important than A Walk into the Woods.
Krishna Verma, whose interview I published on my blog, gave me the name Avyuka. Avyukta means as clear as crystal, and it describes me perfectly. So I adapted it as my name on A Walk, and appended Punam so that my readers who have been there for so many years recognize me.
Each name signifies a personality within me. It is true that you are never today, what you were yesterday. Your today is yesterday plus something you learned yesterday, and you have evolved, even if it is one day or the next moment. Every thought that comes in your mind adds to your personality and if you introspect, you will realize that you are evolving in a way that is defining you as a person.
So, thus was A Walk born, and I can’t believe that I have just crossed 200 followers. I thank all of you for reading me, my rants, hobbies, posts and all.
Now that you know how this blog came about, let me tell you that I got inspired to share this story from TalkaholicMe’s blog.
So, what’s your blog’s story?
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