Stars don't die, they fade away in to supernovas

As she lay on the ground with a broken wing and a thousand memories that had brought her to this point, she looked up....she looked up to see the mischievous hawks looking down at her. One by one they started to make their way down at her..with their claws, their hunger, their thirst..almost the same way that society brings you down with their expectations, judgements and their own made-up morality. It never made sense to her how the human race could do more harm amongst each other and to each other than any other alien race could do to them..but as of now she lay as a prey to scavengers..who wanted to take away the little bit that was left of her.

As the first scavengers scooped down at her, they were hit by the biggest thud on their low-lying living souls..as they saw the flock surrounding the now dying bird....the flock was one, she had flown with a while back..she wondered why they'd come now to protect her....was it her injuries that made them sympathize? Was it because all of them had spent a time together that was more meaningful than a whole lifetime? Was it because they believed that she would be ok, once she found her spirit again and learnt to fly with them again? Whatever it was, in the midst of the dilemma of acceptance for being who she was and where she was or for being seen as the weak..she decided she would not be taken in by the scavengers anytime soon...there were more flights to be taken and higher horizons waiting for her in the shining skyline..no today was not the day she would be taken down....

As she licked her wounds under the wings of the protectors and made her way out of the flock in to the shining sun through the wings of the others, she looked behind. She looked behind just for a few seconds to see the wounds that had now healed in to scars. The scars just re-assured her that where she had been would never be a place that she would ever tread upon again..

She made her way up with the others..she breathed a sigh of relief at the new found freedom. The freedom that comes with the acceptance of being accepted for what she was than what she was expected to be..and she knew..she belonged in the vastness of the sky rather than in its perils.

She flew till the stars shone bright in the sky..a few remained with her..but they were there to enjoy and appreciate their journey with her..and she thought to herself..Stars don't die..they fade away in to supernovas..and sometimes just sometimes..they leave a whole galaxy behind...she belonged there with these stars..

Chasing the sunshine

Today was one of the first most beautiful days of autumn. Autumn in our little valley is usually all about the rain and the grey skies but today as nature would have it, we were blessed with an abundance of sunshine and colors.

I could breathe the autumn freshness, the flowers in the garden..if you could somehow breathe the transition of colors, I would say, I truly did that too. It's so amazing as the greens give way to the reds and maroons each year. The leaves have not started falling as yet but just the thought that they will very soon, makes you live in the moment even more.

Although each season has its own significance, autumn is always the month of transitions. First off, it makes me fall in love with the littlest of things around. The fascinating pinks and blues in the sky almost sing the song "The latest trick" by Dire straits in your ears. It also makes every vein in your body throb and feel so alive. You feel like you can work more, the smile becomes easier not just for you but for others too and some how I can even think clearer in the autumn breeze.

What is the mystery of the autumn? I try to capture it each year with my paint brushes but I can never really do justice to it..this year I'm even trying to recreate it through music..even music is not enough..

I do wonder, how it would be if autumn were a person. It would be smooth, mysterious and someone who would smell so great all the time....

Yessss..autumn is finally here. I tried to catch all the sunshine I could today, if I could, I would take rucksacks with me to capture it..I tried to catch it at coffee houses, while teaching, painting, even while making some music...and yet the sun went down...but it leaves me with a lot of hope that tomorrow..I may get to capture some more of it on my canvasses while chasing the sunshine...

Cheers to a great Friday evening!

The sixth finger

And then when familiarity left her...everyone asked who she was..she didn't recognize herself..all her friends and people she knew had left her behind..and so she was left no choice but to build a world around her..a new world without anyone from her past..

It almost became impossible for her to come back..but now everyone wanted her back..without realizing what they had done to her..she would never back...never come back on the roads that she had left behind..that was the motto of her life..never look back..the path that you look back on..is the path that stops evolution...

Why are human beings so insecure and complacent..how do they live with themselves knowing that they are moving ahead knowing that there is someone else that they are leaving behind...she had learnt the tricks of the trade from them...and so she flew away from all of them..the same way during a course of time they had decided to move away from her...

She felt no guilt..only a feeling of relief that they were all even now..and evolution had taken its due course..it almost felt like the sixth finger going redundant..if there ever was a sixth finger...

Life is so weird..everyone you know..someday becomes like a complete stranger to you..everyone that you didn't know..tries hard and then takes a place in your heart and soul..the only mystery is...will these people also turn in to strangers with the due course of time...

To feel is a sin and to not feel..is to be the living dead...who do you choose to be in the long run? I wonder...

Angels that flew without wings

And then God decided to create these angels who would walk this earth without their wings. Yes, some angels were made to create on this earth. They always walked with a smile on their face, some cheer to spread around and a spirit that seemed to sore higher than most birds flying in the sky.

I've lived some pretty amazing moments these past couple of days. My hiking tour made me realize how little food or water or materialistic things one needs to have a good time. Good company and good music make up for most of the joys life has to offer. Being one with nature also makes you understand life a little better. It brings you closer to life than all the brightness of the city lights( And I don't mean that in a bad way, since I am the city girl who loves her city lifestyle.)

City tours with little bubbles and frisbees flying around. (Spreading the cheer around the city!)

My little evenings, excursions and barbecues have also made me indulge in to people. Some of who are so talented and hardworking that they want to make me try harder in life for everything. The girl behind the camera makes me look so innocent and vulnerable, I almost try to imagine I could be like that! The people with the sense of humor to break the toughest day in to giggles, make me want to liven my own spirit a little bit. The love and cheer around me recently, has caused my heart a new dizzy, to believe in the passion, I sometimes tend to overlook.

My "Art" guru and his exhibition make me so proud that today I almost believe that angels are as close to me as have ever been.

I wonder what people tend to strive for so hard all their lives when all I see is the beautiful life that is so close to me and all mine. As I walked along the Bodensee on Saturday, I saw diamonds thrown across the little lake, the sails looked like angels hovering around the earth with their white wings signaling, we are being looked after. The sunsets, the colors of the sky....the European summer....sigh..I wish I could capture it for just a bit longer.

I think this has been one of the best summers of my life and I've made the most of it. I've picked up some new things as usual. The hiking, the biking, the BBQing( if there is such a word), a little guitar,a new group of coffee lovers and some angels to take with me on my journey ahead..

Cheers to all the angels flying without the wings in my life :)

Free hugs and nuclear reactors

I have always been fascinated by the music videos advertising "free hugs" in a city. I know almost everything to do with the five senses is inspired by real life. Yesterday I had a chance to live it through.
Stuttgart almost boasts of its snob crowd and coldness so a group of people running around the King's Street offering free hugs was such a breath of fresh air.Ofcourse they had to get some from me. I'm all in for spreading warmth,sunshine and positive energy even if it means embarassiny myself in front of the snooties of Stuttgart. The only strange or not so strange part was that they had very few takers. Why?

I can't understand in a world where beer costs money and has a hundred thousand takers; free hugs have no takers. People putting themselves out there need guts, I know I've been there. But people falling in to their arms don't need guts. Weird are the ways of the world.

I know there are the more expressive,the less expressive and the non expressive. I just think each time someone kills their own and someone else's expression, they are creating a world of nuclear reactors. The reactors that will explode because of dormant feelings and non-humanness. (Wow another word invention!)

Well although I have nothing against beer, I do have something against nuclear reactors and I wish people would realize the joys of hugs and human expressions! So touch, feel,listen,see and smell and try to live a little bit more ;-)

Cheers to morning coffee!

Breaking stereotypes??

After a disturbing silence even from my side on my blogs, I feel like writing again. Big YAY. Finally some inspiration!

Recently I started a new little "stereotype" for coffee lovers in my current city, Stuttgart called "Coffee in Stuttgart". The stint took almost a year to start but I would say it's picked up now and it's given me a chance to meet some very fascinating people over a cup of coffee.

We have some very interesting conversations. One of them today was about the typical stereo-types in every country and sometimes even within countries. A coffee meeting with people from 7 different nationalities ranging from Indians, Polish, Russian, German, Portuguese, Greeks and Chilean gives you a chance to look at stereo-typing from a whole new perspective. Being an Indian, I am almost always asked about the great Bollywood industry in our country. It's almost always so that people from other nationalities expect you to break in to a dance and song sequence followed by some drama. Unfortunately for them and fortunately for me, this is met with great disappointment. Through my coffee group, I also found out that we weren't the only ones being mercilessly type-casted. Apparently there is a famous Russian story that follows, whenever a Russian is asked about how much Vodka he can drink, he is almost always going to tell you the story about his pet bear. Yes, the story of the pet bear is to tell you in more than one ways to shut-the-f**k-up. I wonder why we Indians haven't made up one of these stories yet! The Germans are always the worst hit I guess because of their great dictator and their love for beer. But as it turns out not every German will love their beer, some just prefer wine or vodka. They don't consider "The October fest" to be the "Rio de Janeiro" carnival as perceived by the rest of the world( Oh I think I did another stereo-type!). For our Chilean friends, the story is quite different, almost everyone mistakes them as Mexicans and assumes that they have some connections from that side of the world! So I guess to cut a long story short, I am not the only one in the world being stereo-types after all!! (What a BIG surprise there!)

As the conversations drifted to experiences with different communities, one thing that came out clearly was that everyone on the table was out there to break out of their communities to find only a new community : Coffee!

And although the whole point here was going to be about breaking a stereo-type, I think I've just created one here "Coffee lovers on a different high"!

Cheers to coffee then :)

And then she looked at the moon....

The power supplies in the city went dead, dead as the lights out of the dying soul and she looked out of her window to see the moon.

Today the city didn't need a street light, the earth didn't require it's usual set of power back ups. As she looked up to the sky, she could almost see a hand reaching out of the white light, it almost seemed like someone was calling out to her, to save her city..to save her soul, that she had been fighting for all her life. It all made sense in the moment. There was a life beyond the bounds of the planet, she once called home. The moon had now transformed itself in to a window, a window bringing in the light in to the darkness of a dying city devoid of all life form.

Nature looked so pristine and pure under the moon-light. Was that the solution she had been looking for..to change her planet? To fly away in to the glory of something better, a better life, a better future....

As she looked away for a moment, closing her eyes and welcoming the hands calling out to her through the moon-light..the moment was lost. There was no such thing..it was just imagination. Reality struck by scientific knowledge that the moon was no window to a better planet but just an ordinary rock being glorified by the stars around it. The darkness fell back over the city as the clouds swallowed the moon. The light that once seemed so magical lost in to a translation of grey clouds. The little rhythms of the crickets being taken over by the howls of the owls and bats in the background.

The glimmer of hope that the moonlight struck with her were lost in a mere blink of reality. The foolish kid looked on hoping to see the magic again..when again..she didn't know.....

Why does everything so magical have to be so temporary..she thought..