It's 12.29 a.m. on my side of the globe. As the clock ticks, my thoughts wander back to yesterday, which, time be told, got over just 30 mins ago. In the past 24 hours, I heard about a royal baby princess being born, mourned over a music legend dying, consoled a friend shedding tears and cursed a proprietor shredding his employee in nothingness.
"When the night has come and the land is dark;
And the moon is the only light we'll see...
No I won't be afraid, oh I won't be afraid."
Books, movies, wise wisdom givers have taught us two things - fear and love. Two principal things that keep the world going, that keep feelings afloat in an otherwise chaotic downtown. If only was life a dinner table, and picking was as simple as choosing tulips from a basket of flowers, maybe we would have had a better time out here, wouldn't we? Yet we're so afraid that we slip into normality, into the inexplicable boredom that routine brings along with it. We've heard about swimming with the tide takes us furthest offshore, and so we believe in it. We victimise ourselves, subdued against the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet and the not-at-all.
What about that little princess who just stepped into this world? Or the little angel who got home across the street? The little calf that dropped to its feet 3 hours ago in the swamps? Maybe they should they let their souls perish in the lonely frustration of the life they deserve and might never be able to reach. Instead, they would aspire for greatness one day. Each of them. Each of us. You know why? Because of hope. And because a little bit of expectation brings them the furthest offshore. The bay is for the weakest they said, for those who are afraid of the immensity of the oceans and all of its treasures.
So today when you shed those two extra tears, and the pit in your stomach hurts a little bit more, smile through it, and remember that the world you desire is out there. It is yours and it can be won. I do not however, give my guarantee about the people living in it.
Cheers,
Sneha.
P.S. Hi People. Long overdue. Life messes you up.
Don't ask why tulips, they just enthral me somehow. Besides no one really chooses roses anymore now, do they? We lost Sir Ben E King today, and though it's inevitable, I wish we hadn't quite right now. The world needs people who can heal with their music, and his always ever did. Congrats to Prince William and the Duchesse and all of the Kingdom though. We lose some, we gain some right? I felt like writing after a long time because of someone special. 'Cause we all need a little hope sometimes you know. ;)
"When the night has come and the land is dark;
And the moon is the only light we'll see...
No I won't be afraid, oh I won't be afraid."
Books, movies, wise wisdom givers have taught us two things - fear and love. Two principal things that keep the world going, that keep feelings afloat in an otherwise chaotic downtown. If only was life a dinner table, and picking was as simple as choosing tulips from a basket of flowers, maybe we would have had a better time out here, wouldn't we? Yet we're so afraid that we slip into normality, into the inexplicable boredom that routine brings along with it. We've heard about swimming with the tide takes us furthest offshore, and so we believe in it. We victimise ourselves, subdued against the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet and the not-at-all.
What about that little princess who just stepped into this world? Or the little angel who got home across the street? The little calf that dropped to its feet 3 hours ago in the swamps? Maybe they should they let their souls perish in the lonely frustration of the life they deserve and might never be able to reach. Instead, they would aspire for greatness one day. Each of them. Each of us. You know why? Because of hope. And because a little bit of expectation brings them the furthest offshore. The bay is for the weakest they said, for those who are afraid of the immensity of the oceans and all of its treasures.
So today when you shed those two extra tears, and the pit in your stomach hurts a little bit more, smile through it, and remember that the world you desire is out there. It is yours and it can be won. I do not however, give my guarantee about the people living in it.
Cheers,
Sneha.
P.S. Hi People. Long overdue. Life messes you up.
Don't ask why tulips, they just enthral me somehow. Besides no one really chooses roses anymore now, do they? We lost Sir Ben E King today, and though it's inevitable, I wish we hadn't quite right now. The world needs people who can heal with their music, and his always ever did. Congrats to Prince William and the Duchesse and all of the Kingdom though. We lose some, we gain some right? I felt like writing after a long time because of someone special. 'Cause we all need a little hope sometimes you know. ;)
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