Hues of Yellowish Blue

Waking up afresh on the wee hours of morning.Waking up to find the darkness creeping out.  It is like I were plunged into a mighty rush of crystal clear water. It felt like I was rejuvenating my soul,mind and body. Keeping myself tuned to the early morning song. The sounds of birdies in the air. The slumber of dogs and the occasional barks. The pouring and boiling water of a hot cuppa. A cuppa that has my spirits lifted up already.

A walk into the amazing gate of church that has heard my plea for peace and chaos filtered out. Singing hymns with a graceful heart and a sound soul. Leaving my little litters of agony there I head home. My mind feels clear.My heart soars ahead of my.What has happened to me? Am I in a tricky daze?No. I just feel calm after the storm and the storm which hasn't passed.It feels like a decade long battle already.And I know victory is going to be ours. Sometimes life was just meant to fog our hearts to get down to who we are? Is that the only way we can find ourselves? Is that the only way we can double up and stand stoic? 

Stoic I will not be but with a guarded mind and soul I will defend myself and to the world I belong. I will paint the colors of rainbow all the gloomy and sunny days of my life. I will turn my hues of blueness into oily shades of yellow. I will shade my blackness of life to a purple setting to stage my life. I will shun the browns and root out every worm . I will make room for the beautiful sunshine that will melt down my woes and lash out the plunderers. Those draconic plunderers who think my peace can be stolen? Who think I have no voice? My sunshine will lash them all out and win an already won battle. 

It'll be a song of peace after all the volcanic collapse. It will be a muted battle for the dumb and a violent battle for the atrocious. An eye for an eye. For my face is scathed showing another cheek for yet how many slaps,you tell me? An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind but now it will open eyes to truth and a sanctifying battle. A battle that just had to be fought.A battle that just had to be won!

Sunshine sweetness to ya all! :)

Mystery Man

Dear Mystery Man!


They say your ways are mysterious.  But I never knew until now. I wept to you for a paradisaical  happening and you bombarded me with a thunderbolt of a miracle! How did you do that? 


You saw how morose I grew and how sober I made Mom & Dad. But today,it fills my heart to say how I made their heads sky high. Made them stand out that crowd. Made them proud . Also today is Daddy's birthday..what more could I ask of you ,my Mystery Man.It's as if I planned this wondrous gift for him.If anyone asked me what puzzles me most ,I'd sprawl on and on about my Mystery Man who stood by me every time I smiled,every time I shed a tear and every time I thought Life wasn't easy. And every time I begged his presence.And every time I felt I couldn't make it.

Sometimes , I asked you to bequeath me with diamonds and you gave me a gold stone . Sometimes ,I asked you for charcoal and you rained me diamonds. How can you be so mysterious,my mysterious young man? I love you. You know how much I adore you for being my guiding light? For breathing through me. For auscultating silently my drilling woes.

Yes,I impeached you. Grumbled.Mumbled. And struggled too. I know , I turned deaf ear to you sometimes.No.Many a time. So,how did you manage to throw a confetti of flowers my way? Love me so much? I have no words. 


We are children who make mistakes and I understand it is in the right of parents to forgive the child. I voice out ever so happily for blessing  me with lovely parents. How do you think they felt when I made them shrink in shame? How do you think they felt when I disrespected them? How do you think I made them feel when I overlooked their insecurities? Why was I so blind? Was I so immune to my surroundings? Or was I immune to my very self? But TODAY, I proclaim my love for you . My thank yous may sound a notch under but you know deep down how much I am indebted to you. 


People call me bold.People call me insensitive.People call me wise. People say I am a master of myself.People envy me.But they don't know it is YOU who made me.It is YOU who molded me. And it is YOU who built the trust in me. YOU built me brick by brick, stone to stone and painted every hue of compassion and every color of affection and every roof of gratitude and the very foundation of love for my life.It is YOU who made me rip down boulders that limited my endowments.  You made me defy the repulsive. You made me draw a circle around myself letting love take the form of something so superior that I could exalt in your perfect Universe of a perfect life. 

Thank you Mystery Man! Thank you! :*

Albert Einstein rightly said ~
There are two ways to live your life-
One is as though nothing is a miracle 
The other is as if everythng is!


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