Showing posts with label inspirative tales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inspirative tales. Show all posts

Thursday, 14 June 2018

Story tale : 'Diary pages and two men'

            
Fascinating over an idea of storytelling, I have weaved one.......

          'Diary pages and two men'


Once upon a time, there  was a man; living away from his family to earn livelihood. He was working hard enough to be rich soon. The only problem was: his phobia for 'loneliness' and even regular visits to family; living in neighbouring town didn't worked.

On 'a good advice' of a friend, the man  started socializing with neighbourhoods but being introvert; failed miserably.

Then, he began to spend more time at office and less at home to avoid boredom of been 'lone', till one late evening..........

On the way; back to home, the man mistakenly took different route and while,  wandering across a small lane, he found many scattered pages, nearby a locked house. He felt something extraordinary about them; might be their supreme quality or 'decorated' corner sides. The man instantly crushed over them to pilled up and brought home.

That 'very' night while moving fingers gently over the pages, he received a kind warmness and decided to adhere them into 'a diary' with a name, 'Dear Diary pages'.


Day by day, the man started filling up the diary pages with his sweet and sour moments and felt lucky to have desirable companion who successfully faded out his loneliness.

Getting, a very warm and affectionate  treatment, unknowingly the dairy came to consciousness and began to wait for his admirer to write over her, every single thought of him.

The man, now; increasingly became so fond of the dairy and started carry her almost everywhere....at work and also during his family visits.

On, one of such visit, his family wished to accompany him soon. He accepted willingly.

After a few days, his family arrived and the man seemed to be more happier. Though, he had managed the time between work and family, it became difficult for him to spend much time with the dairy that he use to spend earlier. The dairy kept waiting for her master, every day with same admiration but left ignored at the end.

There after, 'the dairy pages' left cornered; heartbroken and alone, thus became unconscious over time.

Few months later, the man's wife sold out the 'torn' diary with old newspapers without concern of the man. While going through rocky small lane in a small cart, some of the 'uninked' dairy pages got fall nearby the same house, from where the man picked up them.

Next morning, another man located and gathered the dairy pages and welcomed to 'home'.

Again, the dairy pages waked up to bit consciousness with the very 'familiar'  touch of second man. She saw herself again as a dairy and a series of letters were inked over her.

Dairy, regaining full memory; remembered actually she was belonged to the second man only. As this man use to spend much time with dairy pages, actually decorating them to write letters to his wife for an occasion of their marriage  anniversary. But, being unaware; his wife  threw the pages from window with the envy when the man was on tour and she left to visit her relatives.

Returning from tour, the man became sad as he didn't find his pages but got busy in life with 'the hope'.

Now, he miraculously found 'his pages' back. He summoned them to 'a lively diary'......full of praise and loyalty....to gift  his wife who was coming to home after a vacation.

Moral: True friend meant to share loyality and not just loneliness.

Saturday, 9 June 2018

'Tiny' lessons from nature's beauty

Nature's beauty, often greet us, in it's own way. It rekindles our thoughts, to visualise and to enjoy every small cheer along with bigger celebrations; equally. Fortunately I have been just coincided with the same.

'Other' dawn awakened me with its 'chirping alarms' and I got on my toes to be fit.

Running eastward, I was mesmorised to witness an eternal 'sunshined' dawn that kept me approaching towards it.

Parallel to roadside; plenty of nature's oxygen generators were planted. They pumped up surrounding breezes too fresh to breathe and thus, made me to run for an extra meter. Soon afterwards, I opted to walk lazily and got accompanied by my best friends......'wandering thoughts'.

Visualing scenic beauty; breathing oxygen-rich air; burning 'unhealthy' fats and being in best friend's company that all continued to enhance my positive perception towards life.

Going back to home; I was glorified to sight at 'the universal symbol of affection' : the beautiful red rose. I stopped in admiration.
 
Rose; being so attractive was a worth of watch. It had vibrant red colour, half opened petals; jewelled with shiny dew drops and sharing its space half opened bud. As it was emerged from prominent arm of potted mother plant, glittering with plenty of sunshine. And with fresh gesture; it seemed to greet me, "a very Good morning".


Fascinated over 'magnificent rose beauty', I just glanced it's ground and background with much ignorance. Suddenly, I received another morning greetings with low utter. Though, I was not pleased, surprisingly looked at ground. I couldn't find any of delegates there and again turned my eyeballs for a glimpse of 'more emphasised rose'.

Again I noticed another salutation, I gazed at ground near potted rose plant, this time; more carefully and thus, recognised one who was actually greeting me ......

Close to the ground, on a short slender stem branch, that 'tiny' flower with colour of happiness; yellow, smiling towards me with much more please to get noticed. I lowered my posture for closer look of it.


After a minute observations, I was delighted to see 'an unexpected  beauty of that tiny flower'. Its petals were reflecting golden shimmer ...full of dazzling elegance.
It left me with quite, satisfactory amusement. 



Indeed, this made my vision more cordial to coordinate nature's 'tiny flowers' greetings with life's small joy moments as both can appeal us with momentary yet delightful happiness that might make great difference in our approach towards life but we ignore them over bigger fascinated one.

Life, regularly uploads the happiness along with odds. We keep focusing on the bigger 'cheer hours', neglect many of 'happy minutes' which can be equally valuable to manage life's 'ups and downs' more smoothly.

Friday, 11 May 2018

Pursue 'a hobby' to be an artist

Whenever my eyesight catches glimpse of still, silent, an enormous sky covered with light blue coloured bedsheet that have moving feathery white cushions of clouds; my wandering thoughts just get lie down on it and cuddle with those 'cushions' to mold and carve them into different shapes through my imagination : I just can't resist this funplay as a hobby.

Soon with open eyes that still resting on skybed I found myself into a half sleep dream that makes me fly high in the air with my thoughts.This place of high defined relief of being in self company takes me to another world where I do feel my internal existence through my thoughts.

At this self-reliable state, these thoughts help me to find answers for those questions that might have been left unanswered in my  brainy bag filled with daily deeds.

One such question and with its founded answer was:

"What should one do to feel own internal existence ?"

Considering external appearance 'mirror image' will get thumbs up but for internal  existence to be felt one need to find other ways to get connect with himself except if he desire to.

Just desiring can't be enough one must search the way accordingly ,with his own  internal 'interest' which might led him to know the specific things about self while accepting limitations. Certainly there are many ways to get connect with ourselves : reading interesting books , writing articles and poems , travelling  natural scenic places or historical sites , garderning wonder land and many other strange one, that all quite seems to be like our  'hobbies'. 

Yes, hobbies with which we can get along with ourselves and really can look through 'the mirror' that enable us to feel our existence for ourselves. Hobbies let us do something we love—something we don't have to do for any other or any other reason except that make us able to feel a rush of excitement and joy for own existence.

Hobbies are often something for which we think to have tons of free time even with bussy schedule.Having hobbies are worth because of the many emotional, mental, pschological and physical benefits like stress management in today's bussy bee life and leading our mind to new ways of seeing the world. Hobbies are also our internal mirror replicas as by knowing them one can have introduction with himself as well as could bond with others too, so preserve and serve hobbies to have joy ride with your own artistic persona.

What are my hobbies? One of them is quite strange and I have already shared it  in very first para of this article. It helped me to get connect with my own thoughts to build up self aura and I need to be thankful about.

Hmmm...In between this internal conversation, again I started my funplay hobby. This time I was shaping one of the cloud to look like my  little 'Angel's face'. After a while I called her, "Come here. Look ...." But I lowered my voice soon as that sculpture of cloud resembled to her could  only get recognised by an artist who carved it. Thanks to my 'hobby.

Pursue 'a hobby' to be an artist

Tuesday, 8 May 2018

Inspiring silence

                      
Isn't it true ....that 'Nature's beauty'  do hold silence. Silence that  can inspire our thought process.
Being in Nature's arm for a while even I do forget all my worries. That moment I can hear the silence which my mind sense deeply and my heart tries to hold a breath as to keep that feeling long lasting in my thoughts. Like blood corpuscles flows in veins to reach body parts and oxygenate  cells to energise them to do desired work  in same manner these inspired thoughts make their way in to my brain enable it to view fresh ideas through that silence of nature . How wonderfully Nature's silence inspire us to be creative with views ; to be fresh with memories ; to be innovative with ideas ; to be happy by forgetting our day today worries and lots more accordingly one's approach.

Somewhere as getting along with this Nature's silence  train , my hearing sense organ made me to hear other sounds too; chirping of birds, rustling of leaves , shopping sound of breeze and low whispering voices of nearby passing people . These various sounds actually join me on my  thoughtful journey and make it more ideally pleasant.

This silently heard Nature's voice reminds  me some of my very own memories with it just like mom use to tell her kids stories of their childhood who they forgot in between. One of mesmerising incident  with Nature I do get remember very well is of couple of week ago.

 I with my family of two daughters and their father were to explore  Frankfurt (Main) Hauptbahnhof and after taking fantastic express tour by bus ; we decided to take some amount of rest at Metzerpark. This park was so beautiful with people enjoying spring's sunny day. My kids just got engaged in catch play with pigeons in the park. My husband was there with kids to look after them as not getting them too close to river side. I was sitting on grass and as usual took Nature's silence train. Just I was travelling through it suddenly kind of small brown coloured 'helicopter ' landed on my knee side. I picked up it and observe carefully. Being a Botany student I got to know it was a fruit of Maple tree. There were hundreds of Maple fruits already have spreaded on grass little bit away from its huge parent trees. Maple tree fruits have seeds enclosed in it with a flattened wing of fibrous , paper tissue structure to have seed dispersion by means of wind. So these are shaped to spin in air to carry contained seeds to a considerable distance on the wind for further germination and propagation. Having such distinctive structure these fruits are known by many names like helicopters, whirlybirds.

I was started collecting some of Maple fruits from nearby grass playing with them by throwing in air and it's amazing as they spin and land on ground not that far away. Suddenly I thought might these maple fruits helped our mankind by their structure to invent something to fly so they are called as'helicopters' : the way that they spin as they fall. I was just picked up my phone googled to Wikipedia to look about maple fruit and as I was sure these maple seeds gave  idea to develop a special air drop which was used during world war II. That time it also added up to my knowledge through silence of Nature I have pursued mean while.

" Hey , Mom " ,my younger daughter said," I also want to play with it , what it is?" She took one of fruit wing from me started throwing them and clapping in between ; might be she was observing me from last some minutes and got attracted towards these 'whirlybirds' like me.

I look out around and stare at the fly of' ' Maple seed'  that my daughter just have thrown .....really Nature's silence is so contented for those who knows how to get inspire from it.


Inspiring silence

Inspiring silence