Friday, 17 June 2016

magical reverie eternal

The expedition brought in explorations and discoveries, several eureka moments too. The deeper I ventured into this adventure, the more I realized that how less I knew of its estimate. The levels of difficulty grew intense, and my voyage consistently encountered barriers made of questions. The many questions that never made sense in the logical world, but in this reverie of magic, these questions were enormous.

Struggling to come to the real I tended to believe the unreal. The unreal was just an escape, a much needed break to the soul, and the musings lasted for long. This fantasy sat atop my distorted glasshouse of dreams, and the feeling was too pleasing to be ignored. As the glass came crumbling down, it framed back as my thoughts were building.

I learned that as I arose, I would eventually fall. Unbeknownst to me, the fall taught me life. The shattering dreams was a lesson that life was in the pause. I waited, the voyage was halted, the directions were changed, and the time elapsed. The journey recommenced, and the powerful silence broke again, for the pause was but momentary.

The travel was inexorable, but the search in the magical reverie was eternal.


Kiran Samat said...

It's beautiful.. <3

Arun said...

Tell me which magical pen you use. In one day you are writing so many words - thought provoking, magical and enlightening. I'm motivated to write many comments, other wise not generally come so easily.

Suhasini Srihari said...


Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you so much Sir. Perhaps it is the urge to finish this story that kept me going.

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