Friday, October 03, 2008

far far far away....

i havent blogged in ages!!!!!!!! every time i think of something to blog the motivation to see it through just wasn't there. and at this point i'm probably writing for myself since my regular visitors probably gave up on me! but i'm back. at least for myself if nothing else. i did stay true to my writing though. just chose to share in my pretty purple journal with butterflies on it. if you've read some of my previous posts you'll know what butterflies mean to me. so the journal i picked was very intentional.

i went through some of my older posts to refresh my memory and reignite my passion for writing. but it was heart wrenching to see that where i left off a whole year back is still where i am. almost a year later my post on emptiness stands true.

i'm as lonely as a reed... a reed that looks like it belongs. a reed that feels it plays a vital role in the bunch. but at the end of the day it's just a lone reed. nothing more.

it's a morose comeback. but there's a void. and i yearn to break away and fly. far far far away!!! i yearn to break the shackles and run. with wind in my hair and not a care in my heart. far far far away...

if only i could break down and cry. cry till there was no tomorrow. but my wells have dried up and not a tear rolls down my cheek. not a tear dare form on the tips of my lashes...
for i have cried my share away!

1 Comments:

At 10/03/2008 6:44 AM, Blogger Jullie Chaudhuri said...

Are you not the same person I have been looking for… right kind of journaling person, with a flair for writing… but, that is business, something official and here there is nothing official about…it is individualistic and let me not push that too much….

perhaps you will be only person I am responding with an urge when it comes to responding to a blog… my own colleague and many others had sent me their links and urged to ‘emulate’ them into the world of blogs, but I knew it very well that blogging was never my cup of tea…here, I feel an urge…as, if I am right, I am reading someone who is so clear in her views…pouring her emotions straight from her heart…of course with a subtle inner touch of gloom…

Know my dear friend, when the reed that is supposedly lonely at the end of the day, as you claimed, got into the hands of the Divine playful Krishna, it brought out with the most soothing and pristine melodic beauty… and I wish and pray that the lonely reed that you claimed yourself to be, would sing the same Divine Melody as soothing as that of Meera, whose enchanting devotion wooed Lord Krishna….

And know, before wishing to break away to fly far….far…far away…do know that you have your share of tears still to drop…of course, let me believe that you have cried your share away for the world and the worldly….but, for the Divine, you have still your share to contribute and that is the day…when our Beloved will lift you up…as His most beloved!!! Yearn for it…yearn for that touch that is so Pristine…so Beautiful…so Divine!!!

I still have the same old wording to share with you that I submitted to our beloved Lord!

For a pining soul
Saying aloud with conviction
To Thee I wed
Unto Thee my life
To that soul of pristine beauty
Why this golden silence, My Lord?
Grab her with both Thy hands
And embrace her unto Thee
Granting her the warmth she deserves
Granting her the care she needs
Granting her the clarity she asks for
Embracing her unto Thy bosom!
As Thy very own!

 

Post a Comment

<< home