A Quest

Running through the forests, she seeks, and she will not stop, not till she finds what she is in search of. She has never learnt defeat and will not let it overcome her this time either. She won't let go, for what she deeply desires is what will provide her with salvation of her past mistakes. Follies she never intended to make. She has learnt over time, that things have a way of coming back around and taking their revenge. One can't evade the cycle, but we can seek for peace within it. But she knows she can't let such mere obstructions unsettle her from her main goal. She now runs with renewed vigour as her heart beats faster and provides her with courage to break past any barier she wants. It's a prize only when earned, and it's earned only when you put your heart and soul into it. Her soul soars and it's pure ecstasy as she lays down on the green grass, hears the water rushing down the brook, birds chirping and welcoming the onset of spring, as everything springs back to nascent life. A new beginning after the end.

A rush of blood to the head

This was the second time in less than a month that I climbed all the way up. The rush was literally breathtaking! An indescribable feeling. It was sheer euphoria flooding through my veins, every moment I could feel my heart throbbing with all the adrenaline, and as the pumping got harder there was an unknown source that urged me to surge forward and give in all I could. I was raising my bar. Nothing's impossible, all you need to do is reach out and grab what's yours. This pleasure is the highest drug of any form. It's just too tough to reach it because giving up seems easier, and some people are just plain LAZY! Money can only provide you with highs that last and finish instantaneously. They wreak havoc in our mind, body and soul. Physical exertion pushes you to reach out farther, stretch your goals and tear apart the imaginary seams that bind us within our closed cocoons. Break free. Live curious :)

Courage to Dream

If there's nothing to lose, nothing to gain, then where does it all leave you at the end? It's all about the path you tread, the forks you turn at, what you choose, that makes what you are. A weary traveller treads along his path with heavy footsteps because he's tired and knows not what he wants. Because it's only when you have a burning urge, a desire that you're yearning to fulfill, it becomes your source of strength and you can surpass any barrier with ease. A wise man once said "Do not steal another man's song or dream". Do not be a coward and steal what does not belong to you. Portray your individuality through your dreams and actions. The power that holds you together comes from the individual choices one makes. Fear comes not from the mind, it's a figment of one's heart's condition. It is merely a hallucination, in life it's more important to feel strong than to be strong. Consume those fears and make them your source of courage to take on whatever challenge you face on your quest along the unknown terrain you walk on, the path seldom travelled.

Thought

The sky with a peach blush, moss covered serene hills with sparkling water at the foothills which gurgle their thoughts to the creatures that dwell on the hills. When the moon cradles in at night and sings a sweet lullaby to its children down on earth, mesmerized in thoughts sits a little girl by the lake, lost in the battle one fights between saving innocence and attaining adulthood... She ponders over all the rights and wrongs, the world that has criticised and never allowed her to choose of her own accord, the invisible weights that tear you apart, when you want to go back to the past, forget and forgive and be at peace. The pure white of her flowing dress seems to merge with the ripples of the lake and her breath flows and joins the cool breeze blowing into the far horizon as she feels herself unify with nature and lose all sorrow.