The Light at the end of my tunnel..

When god created mankind…he also created the problems that would keep them busy and occupied. After all if life was all happiness and contentment, what would we do with all our time? Would it not be totally boring and bland if we knew every night while we went to bed, and every morning as dawn broke, that our joy and laughter would be safely restored the moment our eyelids open? And so is why each day is different, and we have no idea what awaits us when the sun rises day after day, as seconds become minutes, as minutes become hours, as hours become days we grapple endlessly with our multifaceted problems as they hound us in all their unremitting glory!!

So what is it then that holds us from bursting at the seams…from irreversible collapse as we are accosted by one hurdle after the other? It’s solely because of these angels that god filled our lives with to ensure that we are never left high and dry, no matter what!

Yes its these very same angels that so beautifully fringe our little world… that we call our ‘friends’.

Sometimes when life is not all green fields and smooth roads that are bright and well light…. when all we see
are dark and sinister tunnels that seem to run endlessly, it is these angels that help us traverse even the deepest cavern.
My life is blessed by only a few such angels. But of all those only one stands out …. and that is my healer… my best friend!
In a world that’s obsessed with digital madness, where people have no time to talk to you , or listen to what you need to say, my angel has not only stood by me through all my darkness, she has never hesitated to drop all her priorities to hold my hand and lead me through the longest tunnels and towards the light.

So recently when I found myself gaping at the ominous and gloomy mouth of yet another tunnel, I looked around for her. To m1766f4a7e60abb90cff9c67b3b5515d5y despair, I could not find her anywhere. All of a sudden, I found myself panicking. Realizing I was on my own
, I tried in vain to muster the courage and confidence that I needed so badly at the moment. I closed my eyes, willing myself to stay strong despite the fact that my whole being felt empty and betrayed. I blindly groped my way through the tunnel feeling all vulnerable and alone. Knowing I had no choice, I slowly pressed ahead refusing to heed the hurt in my heart, trying all the while to ignore the voice in my head that was shouting:  “She does not care for you, You trusted her, she has let you down.”  Time passed me by, and my steps became slower, my path became darker and my hopes of enduring and reaching the other end became dimmer still.

I stopped, buckled over and decided to give up on myself, my dreams and hopes and my doomed journey. Just then I saw a faint flicker of light on the pathway just around the upcoming bend. Hoping against hope, I dragged my wounded soul to the bend. There
just a few yards away I saw the end of the tunnel, bright light pouring in through it. And there, silhouetted against the opening, shining brighter than the bright sunlight, was my best friend, waiting for me, with her arms wide open in a welcoming embrace!!

I ran to her shouting “why did you leave me alone? why did you betray my trust?”

And she said “Because I had full faith in you, I knew you will endure and come out of the darkness and that is why I was waiting for you here. I never left you, I was with you all the while, praying for you, but I needed you to know your own power and to see that you will be able to handle anything life throws at you even if I am unable to physically be there for you!”the-moon

All of a sudden I felt ashamed for even doubting her intentions.
She is my healer, my best friend and god-sent angel, and I feel blessed to have her in my life! She is the light at the end of my tunnel. Trust in god’s angels that grace your life everyday, not your circumstances.

Wishing everyone a beautiful and blessed new year!!

A LIFE THAT’S LESS THAN FULL

Most of us are familiar with the philosophical question “Is the glass half empty or half full ?”

Well, Wikipedia has this to say on the above quote ‘It is a common expression, generally used rhetorically to indicate that a particular situation could be a cause for optimism (half full) or pessimism (half empty).’

I have a totally different interpretation of this though… It’s totally irrelevant if the glass is Half empty or Half full because what is important is that the glass is ‘not full’ as it should be and, anything that is less than full is not easy to live with.

The other day, I was at the Clinic, waiting to visit my GP. Despite having an appointment and despite being on time, I had to wait for quite long! Not having anything better to do, I was aimlessly flipping through the pages of the magazine I had randomly picked up, until I found an interesting article. That it was a multi-specialty clinic (housing a Pediatrician, a Psychiatrist, a GP, a Dentist, and a Psychologist) , made it noisier and therefore harder for me to focus on what I Untitledwas reading. Finally frustrated by the chaos around me, I gave up on my reading and decided to engage in some people-watching. I glanced around… There were a few elderly people, mothers with coughing kids and wailing babies … nothing unusual for a clinic. And then I noticed them, coming out of the psychologist’s room, discussing something. There were three of them, an Old man, a middle-aged woman (probably his daughter), and her son. The first thing that struck me about the boy, who looked about 10, was that he was different. He kept drawing invisible figures in the air and seemed oblivious to everything around him. As I continued watching, the boy suddenly started running towards the waiting area. The mother and grandfather started running after him, their eyes reflecting a sense of disquietude and dismay over what he might do. The boy continued running, right past me, and entered the aisle right behind me, went till the end of the row of seats and stopped near the last few chairs, apparently the ones they had been occupying while waiting to see the doctor. Then, he bent down and picked up an umbrella and a bag that was lying on the floor and returned to his mother and grandfather with a triumphant smile. As I slowly let myself relax, I realized that I had been holding my breath all along, expecting something untoward ! I turned around and to look at the grandfather and mother. Their flustered faces instantly metamorphosed into those that radiated immense relief. I overheard the mother tell her father “I never thought he was capable of being so responsible and self-aware.” She hugged her son and told him how proud he had made her.

           As I sat there in a state of disbelief, a sudden revelation dawned upon me. Here we are, complaining, lamenting, and worrying about wealth, fame, prestige and so many other complicated stuff, and yet we shut our eyes to the fact that we live amidst people who are deprived of even a bare-bones version of life.

We all have this tendency to gloss over the blessings in our life while throwing all our problems and woes into sharp relief. It is basic human instinct to juxtapose our lives and our situations with those of the people around us. It is also natural that for the purpose of such collocation, we always choose only someone who seems to be better off than us in all aspects, so we can lament in length about all our tribulations. We often fail to perceive that for every person who is above us, on a higher rung in the ladder, there is one on a lower rung, below us! Why not peg ourselves up against these people and be thankful for the little extras that enhance our lives?

A child picking up his belongings before going home is something people would not even notice and yet for this mother, it was a momentous occasion. Her fugacious enthusiasm and joy spoke volumes about the life ordeal she was enduring.

         Simple things that we take for granted, are, for many others out there, a long coveted dream that might never become a reality. So the proverbial glass, whether it is half-full or half-empty anyway is going to be difficult to handle and live with.

          And God is so extremely critical and choosy, that he does not hand out full glasses to all and sundry. So If you have been blessed with a full or an almost full glass, do not lament about how difficult it is to keep it from spilling over, rather take the effort to look at the empty ones, the half-full ones around you and, be thankful for you full glass!

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People, Love and Healing!

I started this blog years ago just so i could follow my friend’s blog…Even though I love writing, I’ve never really considered blogging… until now !

We meet a lot of people in our lives. A few of them stay with us till the end, many just pass through our lives briefly. And then there are these extremely rare few who totally turn our lives around if we are blessed enough to meet them, that is! These are the people who teach us the true meaning of love. I am a very closed person.. I never used to go out of the way to help people …until I met her! It usually takes a whole lot of time and patience to build good things but it took her only a  moment to light up the darkness within me, to mend everything that was broken and to give new hope. She exudes so much warmth and love that even her words have the power to heal and repair! This is my first post ever and what better way to start this journey than by thanking the one who always stands by me, believes in me even when I don’t and who continues to inspire me every single minute. So I dedicate everything I write in this blog, every word, every thought, every idea to her – my best friend, my healer :-)…

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Have you ever had someone in your life, who fills it with music, who cares for you like a parent, who loves you so much that your problems become their worries, your victories become their triumph your smile becomes their joy, who taught you how to live for love? If you have then feel really blessed, and continue to spread the love…and heal as many people as you can!!