This Thing Called Magic

This Thing Called Magic....
Magic in life is conjured by the tiny little things. The smell of the earth after it rains, the shifting of seasons, the fulfilling feeling of being part of a family, butterflies in the stomach on seeing that special someone, a vacation away from home, the taste of mom's cooking, hanging out with friends and doing nothing, coffee and snacks at midnight, being so engrossed in a book that any track of time is lost, watching our favourite movie for the millionth time but still laughing and crying like a baby: aren't these the very things that make life beautiful and aren't they simply magical? It is true what they say: God is indeed in the details.


Saturday, December 1, 2012

Keeping Thy Chin Up


More often than I’d like, I’ve been told that I view the world through rose-coloured glasses. That life is not all sweet cakes and cotton candy, and that movies and books exist on a totally different dimension from the real world. Yes, I’ve also been called an ignorant fool for believing that everything turns out the way we want in the end, and smiling like a fool while watching totally illogical Utopian movies and reading dreamy novels.  I’ve been told to take reality checks and come down from the cloud I am often found floating on.  Each time I sigh, take off my glasses, take a look around me, suffer emotional trauma, and put my glasses back on; slightly less pink, slightly less thick.



People say don’t trust people easily. They have this negative quality and that flaw. They say don’t believe in them. I say, no man is an island. We were made to live a community living, and so we shall.  And a community works on trust and belief. If people have negative traits, they also have many positive ones.  We must focus on the positive and ignore the negative till it can be ignored. If the negative overpowers the positive, only then must we admit defeat. 

People say life is unfair. They say it’s cruel and tests you till the very last breath. I say, we fall so that we can learn to pick ourselves up again, and learn humility, courage and benevolence in the process. That aside, I've learnt that everything that happens to us at a particular point of time is meant to be. What we don’t have is simply because its time has not yet arrived. And what we truly desire will come running to us when its time comes. Sure, life is trying, but it’s never unfair or unjust.

People say the world is not worth living in: there is so much of misery all around. I say, there may be misery but there is also an equal amount of joy and happiness. That misery is because people believe they are miserable. Once again, focus on the good and keep your chin up. That way, you might fall-many times, maybe-but you’ll get up each time. Colour your glasses bright, and the beauty of life will blind you.

                                           “Duniya mein kitni hain nafratein
Phir bhi dilon mein hai chahatein”

Beautiful lines from a beautiful song of another surreal, illogical, Utopian movie. There may be unimaginable amount of hatred and angst in the world. But as long as there is even a single loving heart, all the odium of the world can be overcome. For the light of the Love contained in a single heart is infinitely brighter than all the darkness of the universe combined.