What was that animal, who , at the sight of a little gleam, would again hide into its shell?
So was it last night's dream? When the only name rang in my ear was of Irom Sharmila? And I woke up perspiring, wondering why her name is echoing in my secret chambers of sleep? No one can enter here easily, without having a relation to my unconscious, without having a strong tie to my past or irresistible desires...
There is a girl, who was a rebel. There is a girl, who was self-centered. There is a girl, who believed in super-natural powers. There is a girl who refused the present life and believed in an after-life. There is a girl, who became dreamy. Inclined towards Journalism. There is a girl, who then turned to home. Celebrated the pious simple life of love and care. There is a girl, who became Spiritual. Yearned for a spiritual life and solitude. There is a girl who at the brink of 'Spiritual Escape' faced a harsh wind of Social Reality. There is a girl, who stands at the cross-road, not understanding which road is meant for her. There is a girl, who is stunned, speechless !!!
My prayer -
There are bad people outside, but there are good ones also. Please, make me see the Good, give me strength to fight the bad. Give me power of Intuition to stand up at the right time and make me learn the Harmonious way to live the life. Make me never lose the in-sight of your Vastness. Make me virtuous, elegant and let my cup of love always overflow.
So was it last night's dream? When the only name rang in my ear was of Irom Sharmila? And I woke up perspiring, wondering why her name is echoing in my secret chambers of sleep? No one can enter here easily, without having a relation to my unconscious, without having a strong tie to my past or irresistible desires...
There is a girl, who was a rebel. There is a girl, who was self-centered. There is a girl, who believed in super-natural powers. There is a girl who refused the present life and believed in an after-life. There is a girl, who became dreamy. Inclined towards Journalism. There is a girl, who then turned to home. Celebrated the pious simple life of love and care. There is a girl, who became Spiritual. Yearned for a spiritual life and solitude. There is a girl who at the brink of 'Spiritual Escape' faced a harsh wind of Social Reality. There is a girl, who stands at the cross-road, not understanding which road is meant for her. There is a girl, who is stunned, speechless !!!
My prayer -
There are bad people outside, but there are good ones also. Please, make me see the Good, give me strength to fight the bad. Give me power of Intuition to stand up at the right time and make me learn the Harmonious way to live the life. Make me never lose the in-sight of your Vastness. Make me virtuous, elegant and let my cup of love always overflow.
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