Sojourn

Have you ever felt solace among the strangers? No questioning eyes. No fear of judging you.

My journey in a train, best moments of solace of everyday life begins with music filling my ears. Tunes soothing my soul,flowing in my mind and rejuvenating it as rain drops falls on thirsty barren earth.

My toes are tapping on the beats of 'Hiding My Heart' by Adele. Have you seen her? An inspirational personality. She had said once"People are starting to go on about my weight but I'm not going to change my size because they don't like the way I look."

What is beauty? Does "Beauty lies in the beholders eyes" sounds rusted as it's quoted over and over again? Practicality haven't touched it yet.  

"Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it"

I close my eyes, pondering over many such questions. The wind ruffles my hair lovingly and blowing away the obscurity. This is beauty! I can feel it.

I hear the wind saying notoriously, "Hey beautiful! Where is your smile?" ;)

Dimpled smile twinkling in my eyes envisioning the most awesome scene of the travel : The creek.

Dancing tidal waves, wind touching the surface creating ripples, clouds showering its love, droplets caressing my severed skin and dripping away the pain within..

Warmth of the sun, reflection of the moon, romanticizing night as if whispering to me, "We love you" and the James Morrison's track "I won't let you go"starts to play in my mobile. 

Alluring, elegance of the horizon always make me wonder. The union of sky and earth is an illusion.

Is destiny like the horizon? Do you believe in it? If certain thing is out of the bound of my imagination, I depend on it. I am not talking where prime requirement is of hard work.

I had a conversation with a friend on this, who had said,"if destiny works...good enough...if no..then you are on your own..in getting what you want...holding onto destiny won't bring you closer to destiny...it just means..that for few things..you are counting your destiny/fate to help you....but even for that...we have to make our moves ourselves"

The reply made me rethink. What's your say on it?

Fear of unknown

What's this sinking feeling about?

Colors all around

Why does black feels more friendly?

Sounds of laughter

Why the waves of anguish?

Emotions are not camouflaged

Then

Why do happiness seems to be a mirage?

My last stop is arriving, I bookmark the page of 'Pride & Prejudice'. How will you distinguish pride from vanity? As they say, "A very thin line" :D

The train halted. I won't call it as "My destination", cause I will be on this journey again...in My Mumbai's lifeline <3

As I step down, I keep humming,
"I believe in the sun, even though it slowly rises
I believe in you, even without realizing
I believe in the rain, though i see no cloud in the sky
I believe in truth, even though everybody lie"

	Agnee, Parikrama and Shilpa Ra - I Believe .mp3
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