This Was A Fantastic One

It was at yesterday morning at 11:30 that I boarded Prashanti Express from Visakhapatnam. At the railway station got to meet some of the old friends from my last school. The first person was Amit, a guy fro Khagaria, Bihar who came into my sight. Yeah! It was something which refreshed all those sweet memories of past school days. After sometime of the general gossips, that fellow pointed out a girl from the crowd and asked me to recognize her. To my utter surprise she too was my ex-classmate, Malini and it was just a coincidence that we happened to see each other. After some formal pleasantries I came to know that she is also boarding the same train. Many of classmates were on board the train but to travel with the old and lost friends was a novel experience.
We sat chitchatting till late in night. Allover, this journey was one of the best of my life. I thank all those ie; Malini and Amit to make it a memorable one.

Illusion....

A way to venture and ventilate about what we see is just a small calculation of our mind. The world at a gathering provokes the feelings of oneness. But, is the sympathy shown, really marks and fulfills the desire of every individual? Its really pathetic to have viscous circles in life which binds us to the to the things we like; but ideally tat doesn't exist. We are deemed and bound by the progressive thoughts and vivid pictures that instantly knocks our mind and urges us to move forward. But this memorandum of thought is just an illusion. We make a way to proceed and accept the challenges, and overcome the resistances but still we lurk behind in iron bars due to ugly evil which is more attractive than good. Everything in this milieu seems to look like the innocent beauty and haunts us to meet our desire. Obviously choice is ours to meet the platform which soothes us in one way or other. But, thongs that apprehend us to meet do seldom happen. Our mind irrigates every nook and corner of this world , still it remains behind to answer, to answer with greatest individuality and humanity about the fake that overtakes our mind and soul. What we think and see is just an illusion and it will remain the same until and unless we have the complete and perfect summary of the one about which we are trying to acquire, achieve and accept. Every bit of emotion & sorrow which comes to us is nothing but a realisation towards illusion. We dare to bear the reality on our shoulders and reach the Himalayan heights only after we take the challenge, find the strength and put on heart to it. Life rocks like an illusion for u because this devil illusion plays its vital role in our day to day life --- what we feel and experience do take our mind towards satisfaction. But this is satisfactory to our little hearts only for a very short interval of time; as it is mandatory to face the reality of the world and not to be fallen in traps of fake that borrow our heart and keeps our mind intermingled with every short of love and affection that bluffs our internal soul like rotten giants which evolves from hell.
So, do think; think; think before you take a step to move forward and hug a newly born Deity that illusions your pure soul. since its a remedy and penance to live one's life with full pleasure.