Monday, December 27, 2010

Twinkle twinke little star

There are some people whose life feels so precious, perhaps because of the closeness and love which one feels towards them or their own contribution to transforming our lives in a remarkable way, Shivam has been one such experience in my life.

I love and miss Shivam deeply, more than words can say and with more frequency than my heart beat. 

Many Indian myths say that a good soul that has passed away can be seen by the loved ones  through a twinkling star in the sky. More than belief in the myth, it is for my own solace that  I look to the night sky to find such a twinkling star. The stars in my eyes turn into something that resembles rain when I think of him and all that could have been.

Tonight, I will not cry for Shivam. He has seen too much of it in the last two years.

Tonight, far from the skies, I want Shivam to see my smile. In a way, beyond the sky and the stars and the logic of life-death, it is God who decides life and death. We, mere mortals who can go to the moon and live there, will still not be able to grapple with the weight of some inexplicable decisions that are a part of divine will.


Tanmi Gold said...

Thats right. Life and death are inevitable, but the soul lives forever.
And the Stars we see, could be the replica of the Souls which live in our eyes. :)

BK Chowla, said...

A very happy new year to you all.

chitra said...

Losing a close one is always painful.Though we say time is great healer or leveller it is not that easy.

Vidya said...

Hugs. Am sure Shivam is there one among the stars adorning the azure.

chitra said...

Happy New year Swapna.

Swapna Raghu Sanand said...

Thank you, friends, for the warm support and understanding! Really means a lot to me.

harimohan said...

The stars in my eyes turn into something like rain is so evocative and descriptive it is a word visual beutiful writing such can come only from the soul


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