The Guide

At 1 am in the night, all I have in my eyes are tear drops which I cannot allow to come out. The melancholy, the pain in the moment is consuming me, but I cannot give in to it. My throat swells but I feel a a sense of happiness, a strange feeling of contentedness.
As I watch myself go through all these feelings I rewind time to when I opened the folder named "The Guide" and opened the file named "Part-1" in the media player.
I knew the story. But as I watched it, as I got involved in it, as I went through every dialogue every scene of it, the flow took me by hand and led me away. The feeling of love is shown so beautifully in the movie, it moves you.
Love..
Love, is such a strong feeling, it overpowers anything and everything in the world. A profound, unconditional, complete love for something gives you immense, immense strength.
That is why true love is the matter of folklore.
As I write this, I think to myself, "true love".......Hmm....I turn inwards..
I put myself the question.. Do you love anything so truely, so purely as you imagine to be love in its definitive, core form?
A question worth pondering, surely...........
I answer............ and I answer to myself............
Where there is pure trust, where there is complete faith, where there are no bindings no rules, where there is total freedom, where there is nothing but a connection which is assumed an irreplaceable part of your body, an inseperable part of your existence on this earth, of your consciousness, there lies the answer to your question. ....

someone inside me says... "you won't find it my friend.. nobody does.... it is non-existent"
I say..."It is not just people i am talking about, brother.."

An evening through my office....

I came to office late, at about 4:30 PM. I had watched the second final between India and Australia all day at home(skipping office). I felt immense joy and satisfaction that OUR BOYS had done the job and done it well. We had won. My time, it seemed(and everybody would agree!), was very well spent.
I had come to office with the intention of staying back in office, sleeping in the dorm. My colleagues, although jealous of my royal routine have a big heart and accept me as I am.. and I really like them for that. !!
As evening shadows grew longer, a cool breeze started off in the campus. The moment we came out to have snacks I felt myself loose consciousness in the moist smell of the air. There were raindrops somewhere...Ahh.. the fragrance mother earth spreads with her joy of meeting her departed little drops...
The beautiful green trees all around with the blue, yellow, violet, pink flower bushes at their feet and the lush green lawn to the left and right of every step along the curvy path, along with this mesmerising breeze was too much for me to hold in conscious attention.
My friends were talking to me. I listened to them, but my mind was filled with the whole world around me.
They guided me to the snack counter and I ate 2 Veg. Puffs.
We came back to our desks, with tummy's satisfied and minds rejuvenated, elated, dazed.
I was left walking alone, in unchanged external conditions, towards the farther food court after all had left for their homes. The sun had gone down and the ambient lighting was on.
As I went by the Amphitheater I could see people sitting together in groups, in couples, singing, laughing and...., it seemed to me, having no connection to the world whatsoever except that of their mutual presence, the moment and the joy shared in those beautiful surroundings.
I passed by the Cricket ground, grass cut to the perfect level, sprinkled with groups of people, employees of course, of different ethnicities, different languages, different attitudes, chatting, making fun, pulling legs, laughing aloud, smiling quietly, discussing, contemplating, looking into each other's eyes, oblivious to a particular observing guy walking past them, who seemed as if enjoying some experience, moving in a dazed way as if drunk, as if in a state of bliss.
As I saw the faces, as I went up to my dinner plate, as I looked into it, I could not but think,
"What else does a man want in his life".
Every spoon of my dinner gave me joy, and it was not on account of the taste of the food. It was the thought, the feeling, that I had at that moment, the thing that every man in this world desires, searches for through God knows how many ways and through how many means, which he finds at the zenith of his achievements, at the conquest of his goal.
I knew I desired nothing else in the world in that moment...... and I knew I was right.