He(most innocent), once said morning has the
power to solve all your problem.
I (most ignorant) hardly noticed the myth, until……I was utterly into my never-ending sleep, my
face looked grumpy and the body was slothfully settled in the bed of soft
cotton with silken cover. But something seemed alarming at interval more like a
call or a soft push…..
Wake up!!!!!Wake up you Naïve!!!! I rubbed my eyes profusely to look around but it
was no one else …just me and fog rushing into the window.And who called me “Naïve
“?? Is my mind singing?? I questioned myself stunningly confused.Anyway I couldn’t sleep the restlessness
anymore……. So I wore my pullover, hopped on to the long wide terrace upstairs.
I hardly woke up so early to notice the magical fog,
that was doped with scent of holiness and freshness. It appeared as if the fog
was the light oozing out from a bright star. I walked around to feel the
whimsical weather of the cold breeze and tender sunlight faintly dancing
through the mist making me feel absolute complementary.
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However it couldn’t overlay the random thought
that disturbed all night .The thoughts sulked my head so hardAnd I could barely rest in peace.I was thinking about….If what I am doing in life is right ….If it should be the way it is….or modifications
are required ….The direction I am heading, the road that I have
taken leads to where I want to go……Whether I know where I want to go……………..Have I done anything that is worth it …..Is there more to achieve or is this what I was
waiting for ……Should I work harder or let things off my hands
and relax ……Should I settle down or I need to fight back
…………So many erratic questions that disturbed me at
one go. These thoughts almost blinded my eyes that I stopped noticing that I am
actually amidst of most beautiful part of the day in my life ….
The fog that still surrounded me amalgamated
with my off beat soul and whispered the virtue….I don’t know whether what you are doing right or
not but you always have the courage to make things right when it goes wrong
……….No matter what direction you are taking
destination is always waiting at the end….And no matter whats the end, you should never stop because
there is always a new beginning …..When your hands are already at work why do you worry
about fastening or dawdling it? Do you always need to be either fighting or be quite……..what
about having an option of solving delinquency.
When you are like the passing wind that no one
stops why should you even bother to cease .And my soul was departed with all the answers I
ever needed …………….
The sun had completely risen giving me a complementary smile in the
absence of the supernatural fog….