SHE IS A KIND OF MAGIC

One dream, one soul, one prized goal. A golden chance has come her way.

She thought this was going to be her finest moment in her young life.
To take that Golden Step forward to Happiness.

I did that, and never regretted that STEP……now tis NOT BOUT me…but HER.
but yes…it is connected…strange are they ways of contradictions…

Oh yes, this was her finest moment. Elegantly dressed for the occasion, she picked up
a Crystal Glass filled with the finest bubbling wine. She thought

This was her Magical Moment.

She sipped from the crystal …

And the Crystal glass dropped.

In a flash, her life laid shattered into a thousand pieces, in most unexpected ways.

My Take

Well I have traveled the World and the Seven Seas
Everyone is looking for something……
I know what Sweet Dreams are made of….Illusions …Mirages

Read On: Her Story

She bends down, tears flowing torrentially down her chiseled, Goddess like face. The beautiful make up, melts. It is now Mud on her face, a big Disgrace. Inside, the Blood arteries have burst, the flames have begun to burn, engulfing her. She is about to turn to ashes.

She steadies herself, picks up the thousand shattered pieces and painstakingly begins to join them bit by bit. It takes a few years, sleepless nights, the tides of the Ocean turn against her, despite her best efforts…her Gods, have they deserted her? They well may have, but her FAITH NEVER WAIVERS. Yes there is confusion and anger…
But time waits for no one…she knows that.

Lord, she just Kept The Faith in You…….

My Take

I laugh….Lord, Faith, God, Power, I laugh, anger welling inside me..….

Where was YOUR GOD when He drained you, took your dignity away… Forgive me…I do not buy that…Man Created God….Go take a Walk…..It is so easy for me to laugh…after all, I did NOT start The Fire. It was always burning…
Pessimism is my forte.

It is SHE not ME that suffers…..Tis the age of DESTRUCTION…..Battles can be won not the Wars….just Shock the God damn System, is my way…..Toxins in her mind, the Demons will never go away…..

Tis night, in a lonely room…Everybody needs somebody to love, some one to hold her in strong arms…someone to lean on…
She has No One….she has suffered for her anger,
She is broke, forgive her Lord…….and yet
She Keeps The Faith. HAAAAAAAA….Crazy….

This is DELUSION…tis hard to be strong under these circumstances…
SHE is a Gonner, in the dustbin of unwritten History…just another statistic..Go JUMP ……be done with...You are a nowhere Woman….

Read On: Her Life

It takes a few years, bouts of depression continue to plague her. At night, her pillow is wet with a thousand tears…..

Only this time, these are the tears that will steel her body, mind and soul.

The CRYSTAL GLASS of life is Done…but the Wine has long since drained….

My Take

Some of us want to use her, some of us want to abuse her trust.

“Hold your head up! Hold your head high !” is the echo she hears in the depths of Darkness.

Now why would I lie to you? Tis the way it was...abstract…dark…pessimism, optimism, desperation….the pendulum swings one way to happiness, the other way to depression…that is how I see it.

There is NO HOPE…No one to help her, she has to do that herself…she cant do that…

She is WEAK……

Read On: Her Life

It is a cause to meditate, to Study and to Find the Answers….the Road Ahead, the hidden laws of Chance. She plays the Game, as God in His Wisdom taught her to Play that Game.

The hidden laws of a probable outcome, the dice is loaded…... against her.

Time…time is the healer, Wisdom is the healer, Faith heals, the power of the Inner Game heals…..the Power Within….it is a complex Matrix that we mortals don’t understand.

And Study she did, and the Battles she won, one at a time…..

Tis a Kind of Magic..Or is it?

My Take

Wasted summers, wasted winters. You can win Battles, you can never win the War.
This attitude of HER simply sucks. I don’t care who rules the world, the Universe…tis my attitude…

Read On: Her Story

She preserves….Her TRUST SKILLS are astonishing. UNSHAKEABLE FAITH in non entity called The Almighty remains undiminished…

!!!!!! And then…The Magic HAPPENED !!!!!!!!

One Dark Night…she walked up the Mountains; it was a wet track…
She slipped down, held on to jagged rocks, bruised her hands and face, was all Blood everywhere. It is mud on her face all over again, her clothes all torn…and yet against all odds, She reached the Apex and stood still...

Then She raised her hands high closed her eyes and looked sky wards beyond the Universe…

Hell fire smoke and burning smoke!

Magically, the Heavens began to thunder, lightning struck through her spine, the Earth began to shake under HER feet.

This Time, this time there were torrential Tears falling, not HER tears, but from the High Heavens. Rains……..

She steeled her body, fists held tight, in a perfect V.

!!! VICTORY!!!!

And through the thundering reverberating skies, she heard a Voice say…..

“ !!! Walk Down…Go Home….You Are Done…!”

She was TRANSFORMED……… forever.….

End of Story

My Take

As I said, it’s a kind of Magic…one Dream, One soul, one goal…
One golden chance……..

Trust me, Can be done…why should I lie to you?

MY TAKE II

Phew…..Lord, whosoever you are, I am Done.

I shut my lap top, shift it away. I have a glass top table in front of me, a Crystal Glass full of the finest wine….

I drink a deep toast to HER VICTORY…

And then:

With all the fury at my disposal, I fling the Crystal against the Glass Top Table, raise my fists in perfect V and smash the God Damn Glass table, destroying it to 100 thousand pieces…

I told you, TIS THE AGE OF DESTRUCTION

My Energies are released…Sanity returns….

I close my eyes…I am at PEACE………

Did I pick up the pieces like SHE did?

No, because long long ago, I had been down that ROAD myself…. A different road..

The only difference, SHE did that her MAGIC fast, I took a lot time longer…..but then I was much much younger…..

It’s A Kind of Magic……her Magic, My Magic…….
OUR Magic…….

We are DONE………….

The doors of TIME have opened

FREEDOM…liberation…..

I told you…..yes you know…now you know

Tis for you to do YOUR kind of Magic…..

Post Script

Who is this WOMAN? Go figure that out yourself, and when you do, let me know.

As for me…I have never met her.But she EXISTS.


Captain Nandu Chitnis
Master Mariner
BikeNomads

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS:

In most of my writings and experiential learning I draw heavily from what Inspires Me, be it a book, Music, a person, whatever…but once I am convinced that what I have read or heard or seen, is right for me, I get in the ACTION MODE, without any delays. I DO NOT THINK OR ANALYSE COSTS, RISKS..whatever….I just DO That and kill my Demons…and move on….

Once my inner self speaks to me, THEN NO POWER CAN HOLD ME BACK…That is the Inner Game, that I learned myself…

Lastly…I am A SRONG ATHEIST….I belong to the elite club of Jawahar Lal Nehru, George Bernard Shaw, and my Step Father, Mr Madhukar Ranadive, ex Chairman Bank of Baroda, now dead, who I deeply respect for the man he was. …..and many more…

But I am deeply SPIRITUAL……………………..