Dream within a dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!

And, in parting from you now,

Thus much let me avow

You are not wrong, who deem

That my days have been a dream; 

Yet if hope has flown away 

In a night, or in a day, 

In a vision, or in none, 

Is it therefore the less gone? 

All that we see or seem 

Is but a dream within a dream. 

I stand amid the roar 

Of a surf-tormented shore, 

And I hold within my hand 

Grains of the golden sand 

How few! yet how they creep 

Through my fingers to the deep, 

While I weep--while I weep! 

O God! can I not grasp 

Them with a tighter clasp? 

O God! can I not save 

One from the pitiless wave? 

Is all that we see or seem 

But a dream within a dream? 

- Edgar Allan Poe 

Perception

It was almost midnight. The crown prince and his adviser took a break from the paperwork to get fresh air.

Adviser commented - “Ah, so that’s what the moon looks like from the palace.”  The Prince scoffs that the moon is the same , not seeing any difference.

Adviser explained that when he was young, he lived with a theater group. He traveled with his performance troupe extensively, his home was on wheels. He’d thought that the moon looked different in every region—full in one area, crescent-shaped in another and some regions do not have a moon. He was not at the same place long enough to realize that moon changes everyday, and is same everywhere. Laughing at his childhood foible, he asks if the prince has ever entertained totally wrong ideas as a child? , to which the Prince said -

"I was even more foolish than you. When I was a child, I thought this palace was the whole world. I was born and bought up in the east wing of the palace, roaming to west quarters was an adventure for me. My naive head couldn't imagine that there can be other people and many other things outside these walls."

Hey there Clementine

I cried on your shoulder silently through the tragedies. Sadly, You are someone I try to reach more when in pain than in happiness. But also with you, I can talk about the shape of a cumulus cloud, about the song of a thought, or how it reminds me of a person or a moment in past, about a scene in a movie or a quote of a book and about how it made me feel, while I was coming back home this evening, the setting sun made the road look like it was on fire.

Who else would know what this all means? All the magical moments of my life, all the misfortunes I went through.

To the end of the line

Out beyond the ideas of
wrong-doing and right-doing,
there is a field.
I will meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,

the world is too full to talk about

language, ideas, even the phrase 'each other',

doesn't make any sense.

- J M Rumi

Stuff in the box

I wonder why I still have them.
that dried flower in the book,
the pass for a concert,
a worn out train ticket,
that one restaurant bill,
a deep red pebble,
a green frog pencil cap,
the note from my birthday,
or that picture inside the envelope.
Why did I keep them,
through places to places?
I want to know what to do,
with all these dead things I carry.

On friendship's day

One of the tasks of true friendship is to listen compassionately and creatively to the hidden silences. Often secrets are not revealed in words, they lie concealed in the silence between the words or in the depth of what is unsayable between two people.

- John O’Donohue

Drought and Rain

“Suddenly this defeat,

this Rain.

The blues gone gray,

And the browns gone gray,

And yellow,

a terrible amber. 

I have been easy with trees 

too long. 

Too familiar with mountains. 

Joy has been a habit. 

Now Suddenly 

this Rain.” 

― Jack Gilbert

Efforts to live an ordinary real life.

'Does it hurt?' asked the Rabbit.

'Sometimes,' said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful.
'When you are real you don’t mind being hurt.'

'Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,' the Rabbit asked, 'or bit by bit?'

'It doesn’t happen all at once,' said the Skin Horse. 'You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.'

- The Velveteen Rabbit, Margery William

Until then...

Dearest,

I wish you could stay longer. It looks chaotic and scary but like I told you, we would have fun together.
I think you are blessed. You had a good one. Every single person who knew you, wanted you and loved you and its a great way to leave. I want to ask you to visit us again soon but you know what, don't think about us, just do what you like, stay wherever you want and be happy. 
Safe travels, my love. I'll be seeing you someday for sure, at the right time, in a better place.

Yours,
XxOo

The Talk

Dad: I thought you were the kind of girl who knew when to say when.

She: I don't know what kind of girl I am.

- Juno(2007)

Luck as we call it

We often talk about events and involvement of destiny or luck in their happening. 'This is how its meant to be', ' You are bought together by divine powers' , ' He is the lucky one!', ' Today wasn't your day'. These phrases are a constant reminder of how at the end everything in life is pre determined and how some of us, no matter how hard we try are meant to go through heartbreaks.
And its even more frequent that we try to blame bad luck for the losses and failures in life. Even the small ones like missing a train or going to a closed ATM or Loosing your wallet. Shouldn't fate or luck be something that doesn’t come around at any time? To use the word 'luck', it should at least be a dramatic or decisive 'moment'? 
Like in stories or movies, That one red light, That one letter, That one second when they both turned and missed each other. Or in life, that one wrong answer, that one mail or message i missed, that one time when I should have said sorry and I did not, that one time when I left and I shouldn't have. 

But you see, they all are the result of your actions and plans. Every single moment of fate as we call it happens due to a decision you make or rather did not make at that right time. That’s why another word for fate is timing. That one red light you stuck on was a result of that snooze button you hit in the morning, that one wrong answer was actually the result of you being confused and not concentrated, that one letter you missed showed you were not earnest. And your luck with people is you not choosing to fight for them at the right time. That hesitation that you are not needed, that second guess your love or dedication determines fate of your relation and life.

In the end, fate and timing do not just happen out of coincidence. They are products of ardent desire and earnest, simple choices that make up remarkable moments. Being resolute, making decisions without hesitation, that is timing. That's what make your fate. 
Now that i think of, I wasn't desperate enough, and I should’ve had more courage. I should have fought. It wasn’t the luck, nor the timing that was bad...but the countless times I hesitated and waited.

Towards the end of the year..

This is to remember that sometimes nothings going right in your life but you are still happy! :)