A cool breeze hits me as I look at the vast expanse towards me; the sea had never seemed to be so calm; as if meditating with a purpose of it’s own. I, spent a good four years of my life staying in a coastal town, this phase though is different. I now live in a city by the sea, put together by blocks of land limiting the flow of what otherwise is so hard to contain. The deafening sounds of the city seems to have been drowned out by the calmness that now engulfs me. This is one of the few places where everything seems to stand still, where one could be unperturbed by the bustling energy of the city which is so very chaotic.
I had promised myself to be here, to feel the peace which only ‘The Haji’ could offer, to feel that long lost connect I had with myself, I had with Him. And, it is a special day: to celebrate, to pray, to feel and to realise what it is to hold on and let go at the same time; to hold on to the what it were and let go what it could have been.
Tonight’s the night, the day perhaps: a blessing had come down, one of His angels maybe. I were lucky to have been blessed, to have been touched by the divine grace of what it were, She were. The cycle of life, the alignment of the stars and the ‘ conspiracies of the galaxies’ had arranged it for me; She walked in; and so did life, so did hope and a rejuvenated belief in myself and in Him.
And, as I look towards the sea and the skies above; I realise the blessing’s still there; still holding good and holding me where I ought to be: in myself, in Him. The moon testifying the presence of the boon, the bane of life had never felt so insignificant as I now no longer cope with the fallacies which had nestled in my mind. The daylight has passed into twilight, it’ll be night soon, the day shall break too; ushering life and hope and love; all over again. Her night, the day shall be Hers too; leading me again: to me and to Him.
P.S: Birth of a boon, birth of a star. My Northern Star.
Happy Birthday sunshine.
abhishek purkayastha 