Thank You

large2

Image Source

As the year ends, I can say nothing but big thank you to it. There are many things I might not have got this year, but there were many many more that I did. This year restored my faith in magic, in faith, in belives, and most importantly in myself. I am guilty of ignoring this blog or any blog this year but that doesn’t mean I never wrote. I did write here and there but somehow never committed to writing regularly as life kept way too busy and I am so glad.

I entered 2016 with a very positive blend of mind and a belief in magic. I felt it was beautiful and that it will fulfill my dreams and it lived up to it. Somehow I feel I attracted all that to me with my faith and that makes me believe much more in magic than I ever did. As the year went by, each month became better and better. I had one aim to fulfill this year and I tied it in a ribbon of goals when I stepped into it. And destiny decided I get it with all the grandeur. This year was all about stability. About dream positions. About ambition. About financial security. It was about proving my mettle. About the first step. And it all came true with so much beauty that it looked dream like. And I have so much gratitude for this and lot more.

I plan to enter 2017 with much more positivity and love and I can see it fulfilling all that was left incomplete this year. We can have one main focus and priority at one time and that is one reason the year that is going made me satisfied and happy in one realm.  For all other realms, there are other years. For I feel this year broke the spell of bad years and now all that is in store are good years and more magic and more love.

Before I say goodbye to this year, I want to sum it up in rhymes for myself, for you, for the world and tell them, life is indeed good, just believe so. For bad happens to enjoy the good. For hurt happens to feel the love. For enemies exist to recognise the friends. In the end, good determination, good work and goodness does win.

So keep the magic flowing ūüôā

New year, new hope, new magic
Positivity, believes and faith
January sun brought out hidden
And I danced in magical rays again.

February often brings out our love
This time it brought some baby steps
After a silent month, light peeped
And I embraced it with more smiles.

March was the month of unexpectedness
As if destiny was finally working fast
Back to my old den I was with brightness
Relishing the friends who stood with me.

Birthday month gave me all that I sought
Some unexpected letters and some exams
I won in the eyes of myself the way I stood
Like magic, I saw, and won what was mine.

Beautiful May brought my bearings to me
The month etched in my destiny for long now
Dream position fell down in my lap this time
Like the apple that was awaiting the fall.

June is often the most harsh in weathers
But this time it was lot of smiling work
A vacation was taken after quite long
The most beautiful one it indeed was.

July brought some more works in my lap
And some more beautiful memories intact
Some excitement it brought along with it
With the sibling visit from across oceans.

August went off just like a whim of fancies
Tied up with the semester drains and pupils
Mixed with surprises wrapped in appreciations
And fun vibes along with some dream gifts.

Rosy september I call it for it gave dears
It was about busy days and bit of fun
It was about catching up and getting crazy
For after every sweat you need mad gangs.

October tagged along with it few special ones
A day splashed with conversations  with one
And few days of mad craziness with another 
Mixed with mad rush of deadlines I managed.

November is forever love since a while
It brings along my yearly quota of smiles 
Through perseverance I emerged taller
The one people trusted with crucial secrets.

O December you were very hectic this time 
Long days, meetings and learnings  I saw
New contacts, old retained, with lauding
Warnings,  missed  fun, but gratitude still.

So, this was my year in twelve paragraphs and it was all so good. I hated in bits the fact that I gained more weight but then I learned one important fact that if I hated that part of me and felt ashamed of it I will never learn loving me as a whole and that helped with the confidence and that is the first step in regaining one’s body back. Overall, 2016 was satifying and content year. I wish for a more fitter and love filled 2017 for thats the next thing I seek after what I got in 2016.

Here to a beautiful 2017 to all of you ūüôā

HAPPY NEW YEAR! 

large1

Image Source

Advertisements

Magic

Image Source

Magic is in moments, it is in sparkles
It is that fascinating shine, that works
It is the hope, it is my only believe
Magic is that, which forever rules.

Captivates, when one rises early in serenity
Magnetic field resides in all its working
In the mist of the morning, or scent of sea
In the dew drops, and the illusionary star.

I call magic one’s breath, Sometimes call it love
In his irresistible charm, in my lurking blush
In the enchanting beauty, in the sweeping works
I call it all magic, that makes one smile.

Magical moments I stick to the memory, for smiles
Day light, or dim lights, they happening is the key
Some dance, some music, or maybe some plain talks
Some times, the first meet, sometimes the infinite.

People are the magic I know, some old, some new,
Some old that are strangers, some new that are love,
Some laughters, some hurt, some embrace, some parting,
Some ex flames, some new entrants, all is magical.

Some walk on the destiny road, alone or with someone
Some smiles, some peace, some loneliness, some company
Some seeking, some holding, A shoulder, A want
Entwined fingers, secure hands, magical embraces.

Love or companionship, hate or indifference
Magic resides in the song, or the rhythms
It resides in the heart, that finds its way
Unknown definition, but I call it life.

Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 25:Magic and Possibilities

Mad Believers

large (2)

The winds want me to write today. Tell them tales of magic and love. Stories written beyond time. Love that is boundless and lovers that are forever. They want me to tell of reality, of fairy-tales that exist. They want to know of the prince that came on the horse and the mermaid who came out of the water. They want to know more. Of the castles and orchids. Of carriages that were our vehicle. And the knight who was the magician. They want to play with a sprinkle of hope and make it real.

Behind those black inked characters on the paper, lies the reality. Of some people, crazy but real. The ones who dream even if they convince themselves of the reality. People who like imaginations, and believe, maybe someday horses will fly. These people who are the heroes and heroines of many tales. They look beyond the sky and pray when the shooting star falls. They have a twinkle in the eyes when they talk of love. Of magic they saw in others. They talk of broken hearts and fallen dreams. They sing a song to their nightingale and dance behind closed doors as if practicing for that perfect song. Their house smells of old books and fresh cakes. They have wine for that perfect moment and they look insanely good even with flour on their nose.

These are the people who keep magic alive and humanity sane. For they dream in a world that is their own. They are the mad believers who desire just love. They are the ones worth writing for.

Also Prompted @Theme Thursday

Image Source