Lines in my hand !

Looking at the lines in my hand

So many of them

Some are long and some are short

Criss-crossing each other at random

They say your destiny is 

Located somewhere between these lines

I try to look at my hand every now and then

Trying to figure out what these lines hold for me

When I look at them 

They look like my life

Cross-roads where they don’t know 

which path to choose

Some just breaks in middle

As if lost and don't know where to continue

My hands are getting shrivelled

These lines which holds my destiny

Some of them are fading now

Some are getting mixed

Looks like it is time for new change to arrive

New destiny has to be written 

Somewhere between the lines

New lines are going to emerge.

These lines in my hand

so many of them

Part of me

Still unknown to me

Window

 I always looked out through the window. No matter whatever the weather is, whether visibility is there or not. I will still open the window and try to see.

What do I want to see is not clear to me. Day after day, with a deep longing I keep on going to the window and seek something out.

Since when I am doing this or how many years have passed since then. I am not sure of that. This ritual for me feels like started forever and ever in time. People do relent after few days, some after few months and some after few years. But my heart doesn't listen. Like a clockwork I go and see out the window seeking don't know what.

This seeking, this looking out, looking at the endless possibilities gives me a kind of hope. Everyday I push myself to go through the day so that tomorrow I can stand at the window to gaze at infinity.

I stand here in my complete element without anything to hide. I am open to seek, open to change. This window provides a realm of infinite possibilities. One just need to wait patiently, calming one's mind, let the mind come at rest. And once you find what you seek, well nothing else is left to seek.

Perception

 Boundless boon has been given to me in life

    Want to share what has been given

        To me freely by almighty without anything in return

But why is it so difficult to give out

    Receiving is more easy than giving

        It's not that I do not want to give

Thought of other's opinion bind my hand

    is it ok to give

        are they ok to receive

Perception of one's reality is  so different

    from the perception one wants to create.

                

Life

 What do you think when you think about life

    About the future which you want to create

        About the past which has gone by with some happy memories and regrets

            About the present which is your are living everyday

What I think   

    There is nothing to think about

        Just live in the moment

            whatever is gone is gone

                whatever will be will be

Que Sera Sera !!!!!!

What is this state!!!

Blank mind with multiple thoughts .....

Music , life, laughter

 Music is life

    Music lights up everything

Sway with music

    Smile with music

Laugh with music

    Live life with music

Energize yourself with music

    What else is there to do

Just Live, listen and enjoy !!!!!

Not able to leave myself behind

 Life has been kind in more than one way

    But still I wonder sometime why am not able to leave myself behind !

So many people have come my way

    shouldering my responsibilities

        giving a helping hand

            supporting me without asking for anything in return

                But why am I not able to leave myself behind !!

There is this boundary which I have created

    I am not able to cross it

       The me within me is always fighting

            not letting me open up and just be me

                Why am I not able to leave myself behind !!!