SOUL TALKS

Making of You                                                                        

We are what we have faced in our lives. Good and ecstatic moments make a happy person of us but sad and painful moments snatch all that is joyous and peaceful in our lives and give birth to turmoil of hardships and nostalgia. The process of our making undergoes a sea change. 

Change is unavoidable facet of life. What exists surely has to grow or decay. Growth is what we welcome but the moment decay starts our making dwindles.We feel restless, frustrated, sad and low. After all change changes the change even. Should it root deep inside in our making to let us feel helpless and vulnerable?

 Any change should not affect us like a blast. The capsule of acceptance must be gulped without waiting for its reaction on the change. After all it would be another change only that would take place.  If we cure ourselves of getting disturbed, we'll through changing in our making mechanism, can win the situation. The making will be easy and as per our traits.

Our making mechanism involves making our vices our virtues, negatives as positives and pain or scars as happy moments and success stories. For an instance, oysters make pearls so that they can feel better. When a grain of sand or debris get stuck in their bodies, they ease the pain and irritation by coating it with multiple layers of nacre, the mineral that lines the inside of their shells, and pearl begins to form. Basically, pearls are like blisters, only much prettier. Thats the making of precious out of painful change.

Our pains, be it physical, mental or at social level, should rub us to shine bright and sparkling than roughing us into shattered souls with loss of morale and deteriorated strength to fight the battle against any change that changes our making. Remember our core values lie in our making of ourselves tough against all that is odd and painful.That lays the solid foundation of " Making of You......Real shiny and precious you."

Be an oyster in your making and let the change be inviting in making you....better you....the best of you.

Sangeeta Sharma

 SOUL TALKS
"That was, that is....."

 At the threshold she was sitting shedding tears explaining her story..." That was, that is....".  
Tiny steps stepped her into beautiful and person of intelligence and wit. Her physical strength talked deceptive of her caliber though.Her lean and lanky appearance hid her rosy world somewhere at the corner of her mind dreaming about someone to explore and excavate. She wanted to be chased. That was she.
Her silence shouted many times to people she adored, admired and worshiped even, but shouting words  were unheard ironically. Her mute world spoke thousand non-verbal words but to get deaf ears , blind eyes and stony feelings. Her smile every time danced on someone's heart but to have a slip at last. Her vulnerability was her most strengthened weakness. Yet somewhere in her light of hope kept its flame kindled. Her tears mirrored her reflections.
She vowed to be unsolved mystery, a maze and unanswered riddle to her own world of words.She mastered her agonies to simplify her anguish to fill in the void of her life. To smile she started shedding tears and to shed tears she smiled in guise.Every step she took was measured in inches, meters and kilometers, as she thought to be cautious and worldly perfect. 
 Her yawns even started getting translated along with her tearful of smiles. Her strength became her weakness and dropped her at the fork. Every inch of distance she travels now perspires her to recognize every face in disguise, every word in manipulation and every praise under evil tongue. Somewhere deep beneath her subconscious mind still lives an angel of faith guiding her through her silent tears.
As she knows now " That was, that is.......". She wants to be chased for not chasing life of roses and all that appears to be so beautiful outwardly.
Now her shadow shades her vulnerability and follows her with her tears in her eyes.........sighs of deep contemplation and all that has made " That was, that is......."

Sangeeta Sharma

REFLECTIONS

 Life in disguise

" I can't fake my feelings", said my cousin over phone to me. "I am what I am" , said she with lump in her throat. I was flabbergasted with my own way of suggesting her to ease her life's struggle with what people around wants from us, I, perhaps, dug deep inside my conscious with innumerable tears. Tears that show helplessness, timidity, vulnerability and surrender in front of situations or people , who are epicenter of our life.....life in disguise.

I recall lovely lines from a song from bollywood, " kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahaan nahin milataa , kahin zamin to kahin aasamaan nahin milataa", means nobody gets complete world. Some won't get land and some won't get sky....and the most excruciating thing is  what we don't possess, that kills us inside with hundreds of deaths. Reason is not in genuine desires or wants, rather our being at receiving end to acquire that eternally or even in post natal existence because we in our feelings and emotions are so very true that we can't be dubious in showing to the concerned person, let alone be the person's aloofness from our situation or state of mind , our main focus of compassionate consideration.

Life happens to us with all its true face, with ups and downs with sour and sweet memories and with its ugly and beautiful faces. It doesn't fake itself. It comes to us the way it is, no shilly shallying. Ironically, we grow with aspirations from life , its ways, people and circumstances in just reverse manner. To sustain relations and sustain life itself we fake out our natural inclinations. We tend to wear mask of what we are not so that we can multiply our joys and minus our sorrows.

Alas! Real reflection lies in being hidden.Mirroring real notions would be taken as objection, condemnation or revolt or may be susceptible to balance ways of life.....life in disguise.

What I suggested my cousin to combat her trouble was also nothing but my life in disguise, but I know she was true....in her life which is unmasked, as she can't fake it out.

Life in disguise blindfolds us and the other person to veracity.I am gathering the courage to unfold it and see it even with my close eyes, as life smiles in darkness also.

Sangeeta Sharma