I just wanna be supportive...

He was toiling hard all day to create a sculpture, its wasn't coming along just how he had imagined it, no matter how much he tried. He toiled and toiled and toiled some more, he had given it his everything, all his skills, his courage, his blood and sweat, it still wasn't how he had imagined it all in his mind.What was he trying to do.......maybe he doesn't even remember now.He was sitting down like a tired athlete who came fourth in an Olympics race.

After a while , just when he had mustered enough courage to get up on his feet to walk away probably move on...........he saw an angel, who smiled at him with a touch of honesty and innocence that touched him , moved him,held him captive....... like someone had just wiped his forehead after a long time. He got up, finished his work and looked at it one last time which suddenly looked at ease and complete.He had just realized that the secret to doing amazing work is believing that your work is amazing.What made him realize that, the innocent,honest smile of an angel? He didn't know why, he didn't wanna know why. Some things are better left unexplained.

The sculptor was sitting near the lake, under the house he had built for himself. He was proud of the boat he had carved out of rosewood, proud of the magic he could do with do with wood and rocks, proud of how every piece of stone was an invitation to his imagination and most of all proud of being with the lady who he had always adored, he didn't know why, he didn't wanna know why..................

She came up to him, told him it's late and he should get up to go to work. Little did she know that she had still retained that innocence in her smile........the smile that had inspired this creator's heart years ago.He was happy and content and ......he didn't know why, he didn't wanna know why?

As he got up the lady said...........all these years that have been with you, wish I had understood your art a little more, wish I could understand what you murmur when you are immersed, wish i could be a little more supportive............the sculptor was suddenly staring at his energy source asking him if it could do more for him........he was smiling at himself.........he didn't know why, he didn't wanna know why :)

Wake Up Thought (Life and its heartening instances)

Continuation of a post written about 3 years back called thought block....which said,

It's like having everything you ever wanted right there in front of you,and like you are not prepared for it.

It's as if every moment from then on is another chance to make it up to it.

But it's just a dream , not like it's ever gonna come true.

You are used to being a smart-ass. You grew up a responsible student, reliable professional.These things in turn taught you the values of holding your own and behaving yourself under all circumstances.Your feelings were just musings your thoughts were unattended secrets and your heart a gentleman's lounge.

One day you drop your guard, respond to attraction which was in first place silly, which went on to become a passing fad, but it stayed and grew stronger like an un-diminishing flame which made u smile at your musings and yourself but it satisfied the basic condition for condition for staying glued to something , unexplained pleasure.(also referred as love by many).

You grow up in an imperfect world where that one thing which was supposed to be the purpose of your life turns out to be a mirage. But some day that un diminished flame comes back at a moment when you least expect it to light a sea of joy in a mind which had learnt to accept itself as rough and tough. Thank you for letting me be frank, letting me drop my guard, letting me show the person inside to someone.........it feels great to be vulnerable.