Life is for laughter

Yesterday night when i was in my bed I fell asleep without closing  the first chaptor of DBC piery’s  Veron God little . I know its but the figment of my own crazy mind. Actually I wanted to write it in my native language. But I know you wouldn’t be in a position to read it. My dream starts with  the blowing of summer winds. I was my way back to home after a long walk on the beach of colva. I don’t know where it is. But I know the sand of the beach is something like the colour of snow. I am humming a sweet song which I have composed myself when hearing the song of dancing waves. You know how peaceful I was then. Iam just like a golden cloud , moves down to the depth of sea. Aha I forgotton to tell the story. Really sorry. My home was just near the side of a long stretch of coconut trees. When I just to enter the gate of my moderate house a little girl in blue shirt came across me.

Uncle Can u hear me? My momma is calling you. Moma wanted to see u . I looked in to the bright eyes of her. She looks so angelic. I bent down and stroked her curly hair and began my preliminary investigation. But without answering my question, she grabbed my rough hand and lead me through a narrow lane. Bogen willas leaning down with their heavy head from every wall. Red, blue, Yellow, and rose colours everywhere.

 Just then darkness fell over us like a sudden blindness.  I just cried out tocall that little girl. No sound. Nothing but the howling of cold winds.

I wake up to see the flood of light in my room. I just closed deep my eyes and prayed.

“Oh my dear God, help that moma and her child left alone in darkness”                                                                                                            

Yesterday night befallen on me like a cold woolen blanket. I have recollected some sweet memmories of the past! Some images of my long lost lover. The terrible circumsatnce that seperated us.  I care fully read through the lines and underlines of each and every moements of our life.

The trouble started at the planes of my doubtfull and selfish mind! To me love was of a bank deposit. I have invested my valuble things in her in view of a great interest in return.

I complained about her poor interests rates. I became anxious. My love began to grow like a bleeding wound. I cried. I ran inside and outside for an outlet..and exist...

Now i understand that i have never loved her. My love is covered with the capitalist thougt of profits and earnings. Love is giving wholeheartedly. Love doesnt demand anything...It flows like a river...

I clossed my book of mind...clossed my eyes. I find ligts everywhere...the light of joy and peace

I used to walk to my contry side, boadering green trees and fresh water ponds. As u know at the time of my deep distress, when my lover forsaked me, i have gone in to the midst of solitude! All my belongings where a book written by Pahilo koihilo " and a bottle of old wine. The Alchemist" A wonderfull short Novel. I have read the lines. The life of a smal shepherd boy..his thirst for the life..His quest for the immortal, from  the hills of Spain to the deserts of Egypt.....He struggled to get his goal. He wanderd..never wavering from his goal...and atlast find his goal!!...I read those line with patience...and i carefully digested all the words and events..

I look up to the evening sky! I heard the sound of the birds..the Breeze..and jumps up from my idle place and walk back to my home..with a mood that is more rejunuvating and more peacefull!!

 

Mood: happy

wow!! i love this life! This day! How wonderfull to wake up and see the morning sky through the window!! The dew that reflect the virgin sun from the green leaves!! Lo....life is a gift..as this day to me and to u dear friend..

When evening melts down to the ocean bed, when moon the lone gard of the dark sky begins her travels, how can we mortal be immeresed in thoughts that are fatal to happiness in this little planet!!! Cheer up ....and be happy to see all the wonders of this world!!!