The Cosmic Scribbles

 How do you see your life? Do you see it as a flight, zooming through the skies, glancing at beautiful horizons but being unable to stop, always in motion, moving in immense speed to the next destination? Do you see it as a walk in a park? Where you move slowly but naturally. Where you adore and appreciate the beauty, the breath, that has been bestowed upon you now. Where you live for the present, and happily so. I see my life as a train journey. Moving through beautiful places, in a semi anticipated route, moving through the tracks that have been laid out years and years ago. It’s been beautiful, and it brought me belongingness to the train coach I call home, and my fellow passengers I call family. My journey so far, has always overflown with comfort, happiness, and trust. But its only this year that I realized that my train was moving in the same pre-defined paths, in circles and circles and circles. I was so accustomed to the familiar, that I forgot the excitement of getting...

It was only a couple of months back, that this little baby plant entered my house and found a space in my room. It was fresh, small, vibrant, and brought a new sense of energy to my room. I, on the other hand, was confused, helpless and kept questioning my ability to keep it alive. I signed a pact with the plant, I will provide the basics, and will hope that it communicates back to me what it needs. I hoped to sense it, to like it, and to see where it goes from there. Thus, began our journey. The plant slowly started finding its way in my room and my heart. With the sprout of every new leaf, as I touched it, it touched me back. It wasn’t an easy journey to build a space where communication is not as direct, as we are tuned to. I made a few unintentional mistakes, but the plant was patient with me. It drooped and lost color, but it never gave up on me. It kept standing back strong, every time I watered it with love. Once we developed a level of understanding, everything was great. It be...