Magical moments....

of the stolen hearts.

Every little magic of our phenomenal universe has a unique way of working wonders to bring on the adorable smile on our pretty face; and thus loading our life with extraordinary magical moments. Of all the magic I've experienced in my life, since the day a life was breathed into me, love has been the best augury. No other magic has the instant power to restore a broken or a disappointed heart, but the angelic love; and its the greatest of all the magic. The way I was formed and put into my mother's womb to enter into this beautiful world was incredible and it was a magical moment for my mother to go through the entire process. Even before I was formed my creator knew me and loved me and had planned my life mystically. Its amazing the way things turn, in an instant, in favour of me to make my wishes come true and it was all possible because of his magical love. I can never repay him for every great and marvellous thing he had done in my life and for giving me a wonderful family, but would always be grateful to him all throughout my life. I have never seen him and I don't deserve it, but I can perceive him and feel his love; so I say I Love You God. She loved me and carressed me since the time she learnt I had taken shape and started breathing inside her. She never bothered to take that horrible pain to bring me into this fascinating world. I don't remember anything of it, but my very existence says it all, so I say I Love You Mom. When I was a toddler trying to make little steps, I had a man in my life to hold this little princess and help me walk without tripping. All along my life, he had been my courage and a protective shield in every worse situation of my life. He never expected anything from me for what he had done and I probably might not remember each of his little endeavours to make me what I am today. But my strong heart remembers it all, so I say I Love you Dad. And as I was growing up I realized I have two strong pillars either side. They had been my best friends and my guide and a secret place to hide all my mysteries. They probably might never express everything they had to endure to take care of me and keep me safe, but I say I Love You Both My Angels - Brother and Sister.

Love, as I know it, is unconditional and irrevocable and sometimes unpredictable; and this is what a true love for me means. No many are lucky enough to find the true love and for those who do, everyday is like a magical celebration. Infact love doesn't need a day to celebrate, but for those who hardly find time for love definitely need it and so we have what called a valentines day. A valentines day would be the best opportunity for all those who would be busy with their daily schedule and do not find time to express their love in an appropriate manner. And its is also the day for all those lost souls who are looking for a chance to bring back the magic in their life. This is not the first time I am speaking of love, but everytime I do it would be like a magical experience for me, as it is one of my favourite subjects. I think a person without love in life would be like a historical monument which has a great story to listen of its glorious moments but would still be lifeless. The celebration of love doesn't confine itself to the lovely young couples, but it is meant for all the stolen hearts who has someone, to love and to be loved in their life. It could be our heavenly father's unconditional love, a mother's warmth, a fathers protective shield, a brother or sisterly guidance, or an alluring touch of a stranger, all this is a magical love and it definitely needs a grand celebration. So lets celebrate on this valentines day, the magical moments of the stolen hearts with celestial magic called love.

Happy Valentine's Day

Play nimble....

....or silently endure
Each one of us are born talented and that talent is an invisible gift or a weapon from our father in heaven who created us. He knows better that when we are born we would be in the safe hands of our parents, but still he never wants any human to be sent unarmed into this unpredictable world; so he bestows upon us a wonderful skill which we have to dig up at the right time and hone it perfect to use it wise. However I am not intent on nudging you by explaining the definition of talent and then how to use it. Because I know that you all are very well aware of what an intrinsic talent is and how to take care of it. I just want to throw light on something else which you would catch on very soon. Before I blab it out let me tell you something about myself and see if you could figure out what I am trying explain. Well, I am not really very good at handling overly friendly guys, because I was neither trained at it nor inherited it; and I am very much sure God would never gift this kind of talent to anyone as it is something worldly and must be either taught or learnt. Does this give you any sort of slighest hint of the subject I am going to discuss now? If your answer is no then you have to carefully refer to what I am going to address next or if it is yes then try and understand what's in store for you. I was once in a team supervised by a male boss who was an absolute chaser. He would look like a jerk with an unpleasant personality, but was also very organized in terms of his work. Unlike me, there were many girls who liked him for his flirtatious attitude and also had fallen for him very easy. Probably they had their reasons to do so or must like to flirt him back, but for me, I used to just silently endure him without saying a word or ignore his silly talk most of the time. He was exceptionally talented at the art of flirting that he would make sure not to be abusive or pushy; and he was also very clever not to make it all look like a harrassment. I know it was not something unusual and most of you must have come across this kind of supervisors in your organization who would be like - Catch two birds at one shot. There were girls who were equally talented at this kind of art and would go to any extent to lure such a boss the way he wanted to get their work done, but I could never imbibe that talent as it was not my thing. He knew I was not his type of a girl and would not fall for him like others did, but still would haunt me with his stupid playful babble. Besides this, my work shift was not as usual like other team members, because of which I would be the first to make my team and that would make me to be more watchful about him. Most of the time he used to be busy with his work and meetings, but whenever he got time he would take advantage of the situation with his dalliance and inquisition. Once he wanted to have a one to one discussion, though it was not really necessary. He took me to cafeterria during lunch time, discussed some rubbish and ate all my food. And since then he used to ask me to get lunch for him to have an excuse to sit with me. When I couldn't tolerate it any longer, I took the nerve to play little smart with him and tell him to his face that I was not going to get him lunch anymore because my mom was not going to be in town for sometime.They say that - courage is not the absence of fear but rather a judgement that something is more important than fear. The same way though I used to be fearful about his attitude toward me, yet I was courageous enough to deal with him tactfully; and sometimes with the support of my fellow team members. Thankfully, within a month he was moved to other team to handle a different project and since then I hardly saw him on the floor. And sometime later he also left the organisation for a better opportunity, but before he left he did come to see me to say good bye and also asked me to try and touch base with him, as if I would care. Many girls were heart-broken then, but for people like me it was a relief of spree. So the only mantra to cope with such a boss is - play nimble or silently endure.

Whip the wand....

......and spell the magic

Have you ever thought of having a magic wand for yourself which you can whip out with a brief spell of magic whenever you want your wishes to be accomplished? I always wished i had one, like Mr. Harry Potter did in the novels of J. K. Rowling. Have you dreamt of waking up to a wonderland where all sorts of mumbo jumbo is possible and where animals talk to you and tress move, just like the characters of the novel - "The chronicles of Narnia" and "Alice in wonderland"? Are you thinking that i am going to run you through a fantasy story again and enthrall you into an imaginary land from where you would have to compel your heart to come out? I would not dare to do that again and make you a victim. I just want you to imagine something I do, most of the time, and see how it would look like to be in a place, where you can make things happen in a flash with just one word of magic. It would be utterly terrific if there is a land like that and we discover it, isn't it? I would be the first person to break into that land and invade a tiny part of it for myself.

Do you know that animals used to be friendly with humans, in the beginning, when the earth was created? Infact God created all the animals and other creatures of the earth, only to be cordial with Adam and be an accomplice. It was Adam who named all the animals on the land, birds in the air, the sea wonders and the creepy creatures that crawl. Nothing was clearly mentioned in the Bible, whether all the animals used to talk, except for the snake which deceived Eve. And after this story we hardly get to hear of an occurrence where a human had a talk with an animal until the amusing story of Balaam who headed to curse the Isralites, out of idiocy, and his donkey had to talk to him to make him realize that there is an angel on his way, trying to impede him. Having said all this, I want to ascertain that there was a land in the beginning where everything we fantasize was possible, but unfortunately, now, we are damned to set our foot in their. But from time to time whenever a human tried to maintain a strong connection with God, with all the faithfulness, miracles were possible in the world we live. And i think that is possible even now, but the only thing we need is to believe in ourselves. As far as I know there are two kinds of magic - one is alluring or bewitching magic just like love or music and another stupefying magic that leaves us in awe. I am sure most of you might have gone through the first type of magic and i am not going to stress on that at all. But i would like to share a confounding situation which was like a magical experience in my life, that is still beyond my understanding.When I was in my high school I accidentally got on a wrong bus, in a hurry to reach school on time. The bus was so crowded that I couldn't make out I was going to land at a far-off mysterious place; and by the time i realized it was too late to set out and make my way to school. However, i got off at a stop with a hope to figure out a way or catch some other bus which would at least take me to a familiar place. I stood there nearly more than an hour with no sign of any help or a bus approaching that way at that point of time. I felt completely helpless and I didn't even have a mobile to call for help. The only thing that crossed my mind then was to say a little prayer remembering God, which i did with all my heart and the moment i opened my eyes I saw an old friend of mine in front of me, smiling and wondering at me. I finally could breathe and he was so kind enough to drop me my school and then go his way. He told me later that he was not supposed to be that way during that time, but all of a sudden his mother pushed him to go that way to get an urgent work done. That was something unusual and astonishing which happened in my life and was possible only with my invisible wand called prayer. What i told you was just one little story of my life where i had to whip my wand out to make the real magic happen in this real world. And now its your turn to whip the wand and spell the magic:)

In the dark...

...I fumbled.

As we move ahead with our life, we often have a tendency to look back and ponder over the flash of memories somewhere hidden safely in the tiny part of our unbelievable mind. Some memories bring up an instant smile and brightness in the face, the moment we think about them and we easily drew in to relish the moments with cheerful heart.  And there would be some other memories which we wish not to be a part of our diary and if possible we pray that they get erased completely from off our mind. We embrace the thought with gladness, that seem to have registered like a perfect bliss. But those traces of our life which remained like a painful reflection, sounds terrifying even with a little inclination toward it. It feels like some dark voices from our past still keep haunting us whenever an incident connected to such a terrible memory is brought up, without realising the fact that we got to discover an agreeable lesson followed by those creepy recollections. Aside from both the opposite records we have discussed now, we also have another noticeable nostalgia which remains like an unfolded puzzle all along. And this memory is neither an ecstasy nor a horrifying thought, it is just some weird recapture that was never explainable or answerable. As far as i know, many things in our life happen for a reason and most clearly for a good reason. But this mystifying memory that nested in our thoughts like a unsolved puzzle never had any reason or a clue of its happening. Or probably we failed to figure out the cause of that event, when it occured and now it remained like an enigma. Are you confused with i am trying to say? I am sure I must have overwhelmed you with my cryptic flow of communication. I am going to share my own experience of such an ambigous memory. There was this guy at work who always would make it a point to ask me a question whenever he was done with the presentation, which seemed like he was doing it on purpose. And one day his questions were all for me as if no one else existed in the room except me. Next day when i wanted to talk to him about the same, i learnt that he left the organisation and the other day was his last day working day. I also remember an incident when there was a cake cutting on some occasion and while i was waiting for my turn to grab a piece of cake, he appeared out of the blue and handed a slice to me. If i put together all these things and try to understand the reason for his weird act, i can think of these possibilities: he liked me, but was intimidated by me for some reason or he was just too hesitant to walk up to me boldly and ask for a date or, probably he thought he gave me enough hints for me to understand that he held some soft corner toward me, but i was oblivious about it. These are just my assumptions, and i could have had a better reason  or answer  for his behaviour if he had approached me  without any hesitation or if i had realised his behaviour to be something worth given importance at some point of time and confronted him with the same interest. But now this is going to be like an obscurity in my memory as i was very late to realise the fact that he was probably in some way interested me and also to learn if my assumptions were actually right. All this narration doesn't mean that we have to look back and keep wondering at such an equivocacy, what i meant to say is when we are given a choice to control our destiny we usually hesitate or fail to do that for many reasons and later regret about it. I know that, not all times it is possible to control the destiny, but we can do so without fail, atleast when we are equipped with the right opportunities. Our hesitation would do us no good, but block our way to communicate better. And that was just one example of a vague moment i tried to explain here, but if we try and govern our stroke of luck in every possible circumstance where there is an opening for hesitation, our life would be filled with memories of less obscure moments. Because later when we try to look for answers for such a puzzle like thought, it would be like fumbling in the dark.