MUSIC

Sometimes pain feels eroding but its molding, hurt seems damaging, choking and subduing, but these radical instances transform our being to potent individuals. In between I stand helpless and fall prostrate before my creator. In this magical twinkle, the old song is gone and a new song is sung. It rings in my ears the melody is an alliterative and still consuming .It removes my phobia it makes me build my mansion on a rock. It fountains my life it dances to my tune, I’m surrendered! Its embedded in me a system is up-to-the-minute, propelling my dreams taking me higher and closer to where I want to be. Now I’m meek yet mighty in the magnitude of this momentous note, where even if the music fades what avail’s me is worthy and meritorious.

COLOURS

Colors paint our canvas of life it shadows our darkness and lengthens our joys. It sets a stage for our positive performance and removes the achromatic patches. This chromatic piece is a metabolism of cheer; it gives incite to the acclivity we need. Besides it chronologically shatters, hides and reflects the depressing moments. It‘s a mosaic alluring strangers, but is an alloy by itself .Yet so simple is a higger degree of vale which covers all its blemish and carves out all its inadequacies and makes it a perfect montage which is not mortal but immortal.

CLOUD 9

Is a place where practically everyone wants to be it’s a place of inbetweening where you’re on earth and still up in the heavens? No one can filch that escalating, wholesome joy and its like over and above the storms. It’s heavy but makes you fly its seamless yet strong. It’s the overwhelming feeling of rising to the highest mountain where nothing is in vain all the subtle things have brought you to a position and time due where you valued each second and millisecond and every drop of sweat salutes to the awesomeness of nothing to something not by who I am but by who I belong . .. coz my DNA is indescribable and my flight means so much more than just an ordinary relationship but something paid for that I may live in this frozen moment forever where eternity could speak and the angels sing for the entry that no one can fathom.

If it rained and there was no slush
If I could climb on the tallest mountain and not be petrified
If I could talk in crowds and not be nervous
If I dint have to search for a job and it found me
If I could travel all over the world
If I could sleep on the grass
If I could have a tiger as a pet
If I could run and not get tiered
If I could eat choicest food and not put on weight
If I owned a Ferrari
If I lived on a traffic free zone
If I lived in a castle
If I was a princess
If I married the perfect man
If I could fly
If I could ride a horse
If I was a star
If I dint have to tidy my room
If I dint fear reptiles
If I dint have to visit the dentist
If surprises were always pleasant
If there was no sorrow

If there was no sickness
If there were only good people
If there was good and no evil
If there was joy and no struggle
If there was power and no pain
If there was no crime
If all battles were peaceful
If there was no hunger
If storms were calm
If games dint have a finish
If there was no age
If I dreamt and had no nightmares
If I aimed and was always a conqueror
If nothing would ever drown me
If no one could ever harm me
If nothing was difficult
If wonderful things dint stop
If marvelous moments froze
If arrows dint have arrow heads
If there light and no darkness
If time dint fly
If there was no death
If I cud get all I wished for
If memories were always beautiful
If no one was poor or rich
If no one was greater or lesser
If every day was happy
If there were no worries
But if all is as it should be
Still all things are possible through Him
Let the weak say I’m strong
Let the poor say I’m rich
Let the blind say I can see
Because of what He’s done for me
But "If "stands still it’s just a pretence, but if … the powerful yet powerless metaphor leaves a vector of confusion and a note of insanity, it haunts us with the precedent reminiscence and leaves us bashed by its current tense.