Stories and Poems, Story telling

A tale of everlasting

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Even wind is on your side
pushing me towards you
with all the forces killing
the chance of feeling your
crisp on my flame.

It scares me to touch you,
as you will melt away.

But I am hoping you will fall on me,
at least you will soothe my ashes.

I am wrong for you in all the levels
of life and you are deadly for me
with each flake you make.

How can fire and ice ever
exist side by side?

Yet together we create a picturesque
sight.

- Pratha Nayak

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Story telling

Rattled Cage

Dreams and freedom are the same.
In order for them to be,
they come with a price.
– Criss Jami

A bird flying in the sky, fluttering through the wind, was living her life freely in the world. Her eyes getting a beautiful view warming her heart to the core. The feeling of opening her wings and diving in the air was magnificent. She sat on the highest branch of a tree for some time. She was enjoying the view from up there. Something caught her attention, as she squinted her eyes more, in a very long distance a beautiful castle came into view.

A castle so beautiful and shiny, it took her breath away. She wanted to see it from a closer distance but it was too far away. Deeper into the forest it was going to take a very long time for her to cover the distance and that’s when a dream took its birth. A dream that needed endurance, pain and patience to come true. It was time to cross many obstacles and bring the love to nurture the dream to grow. Her belief got stronger and she was ready to withstand any storm. Believing in her wings, she kept flying through the strong wind and kept going in the direction of the castle.

It took her months of hard work and struggle to reach the beautiful place. She was now looking at the castle from outside and was mesmerized by it’ beauty. She took a deep breath and slowly started flying into the castle.

The moment she entered the boundaries a new plant started growing around the castle climbing the walls and creating a dome-like structure all over the place. It appeared as if someone has decorated the whole castle with beautiful golden flowers and silver thrones.

The bird was enchanted with the beauty and luxury that was present within the whole place. Suddenly many more birds came from inside and started playing and feeding on all the different kinds of food and she joined them and played with them for a very long time. When the sun started setting down she gazed outside and took a deep breath. She was relaxed, happy and very satisfied by thinking where she was.

Few days went by and the bird was happily enjoying her days of living in the castle. One fine morning she thought of going for a fly around the place and stretch her wings. And that’s when the bird finally noticed the decoration over the place. It was beautiful but impossible to cross. Realization dawned within her, that she was actually trapped in the castle and it was actually a golden cage.

Fluttering her wings, she tried flying up and crossing the barriers and ended up damaging her wings by the silver thrones. She was deeply wounded. She looked up at the sky through tears and wondered how her pained efforts resulted in gaining more pain.

The castle was filled with everything to survive other than her freedom. The bird started scratching on the main wall of the castle using her beak and wrote, “All dreams and wishes come true, but with a paid price.”

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Books, Stories and Poems, Story telling

Book Review: The Bet by Anton Chekhov

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The Bet” is a short story written by a Russian writer Anton Chekhov in 1889. It is a fiction story based on morality. Even though the story is short, Chekhov has shown what is the real beauty of life. Even though we are blessed wealthily in life, we generally take everything for granted. People don’t realize what actually matters in life for surviving. We never take in to account what the nature and society gives us on day to day basis to survive in this world.

It is an eye opening story and is definitely a must read. The story starts with a party where high level rich bankers and lawyers are socializing. And the discussion is going on whether capital punishment is worse than life imprisonment. They are debating that on one side capital punishment can be very brutal being death penalty and government shouldn’t take something that they cannot give back, on the other side life imprisonment is equally brutal as a person dies every single day being confined within a closed place with basic surviving necessities and no contact with the outer world.

When this is going on a young lawyer gets really furious saying that capital punishment is worse and for severe crime, life imprisonment is enough for redemption. At the same time a rich banker challenges the young lawyer that he would bet two millions if he could stay in solidarity imprisonment for even five year and survive. And to that the young lawyer said, if he would get two millions he can stay in solidarity for fifteen years.

And that’s when the bet starts. The young lawyer is kept in solidarity prison for fifteen years with no contact to outside. He is not allowed to hear or see anything that is going on outside. He is only given the privilege of food, books, wine and tobacco in his cell. He can ask for as many books or any kind of books he likes to read. He can get as much wine and tobacco through a small window in his room. If he completes his fifteen years then he gets two millions. 

Now the suspense is will the young lawyer be able to survive this self imprisonment solidarity or will he fail? What will the rich banker do. Because two millions is a huge amount to pay for a bet.

To know what happens ahead and who wins the bet you need to read the book. 🙂

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Published date: 14 January 1889
Author: Anton Chekhov
Page count: 73
My rating: 5/5

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lifestyle, Story telling

Fairy tales- what we took out of these stories?

If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales.
– Albert Einstein

Hello guys.. I hope everything is going good for you. It’s going good for me as well.

Fairy Tales

So today I was remembering my childhood times when my mother used to tell me stories everyday to get me to eat my food. While making me eat she used to tell me lot of mythological stories, fairy tales and historical stories as well. I was so mesmerized by the stories that I used to eat my food without any complain. And my mother had to repeat those stories again and again on my request.

The thing is when we read these stories, we always like the endings. It fascinates us that with so much of troubles also the characters get their happy endings. It is always said that the fairy tales always have a happy ending. And we also wish the same for our life.

Eventually when we grow up and face reality of life. We choose to believe that fairy tales are actually made up stories to entertain children. But is it like that though? Is it merely a story to keep the children engaged and happy? Does happy ending really doesn’t occur in real life? Have you ever wondered about this? I guess no. Till day there are a lot of grown up people enjoy Disney movies with fascination, as if it is an escape from reality for two hours of our tedious life. And lot of people just ignore it saying, “It has no reality to it. Its just animated stories.”

Well I think we need a new perspective to this entire topic. I agree, after growing to a certain age and having a reality check, I also thought that okay fairy tales never really come true. Being said though I never really understood those stories. Watching all those fairy movies, Disney movies and Barbie movies too, I was always fascinated by the character’s beauty or charm or the happy endings. I never really paid attention to the moral of those stories.

Cinderella and Prince Charming

If we look into each and every story, we can see that the characters have taken lot of courage to change their life and get their happy ending. Like Cinderella would’t have met the prince of her life if she would have denied to take the risk of going to the ball dance. Of course she made a wish and God mother fairy made it possible for her to go to the ball dance in beautiful dress and a pumpkin ride. But what if she never had the guts to make that wish, or what if she was scared to take the risk of going to ball in disguise and returning before midnight. She would have never gotten the happy ending she wanted. But she grabbed the opportunity to live one evening of her life happily and that became her forever after. Same goes for Snow white, Rapunzel, Mulan, Tinker bell, Sleeping Beauty and even Beauty and the Beast. In Beauty and the Beast, if Belle hadn’t showed the courage to free her father and take his place in the Beast’s palace as a hostage, would she have gotten her happy ending. Or would Beast have become a Prince again, if he wouldn’t have accepted his rude behavior and changed it for love? I don’t think so!

Beauty and the Beast

Deeper meaning resides in the fairy tales told to me in my childhood than in the truth that is taught by life.
-Friedrich Schiller

People say fairy tales poisons our mind from the reality. I say fairy tales teach us lessons which we ignore in long run of our life. In each and every story, we can see and learn that life is all about taking chances, grabbing opportunities, showing courage and taking risks.

Now a days we watch so much of super hero movies and read comics, and we still ignore the lesson it teaches us. We read this comics and watch this movies as entertainment where as there are lot of hidden lessons behind it. Like taking risk and using our technology for good purpose and serving for the good of human kind and fighting the bad or evil. Isn’t that what is the gist of those movies and stories. But we watch it for the actions and dramas.

Fairy World

What do you take from these stories and what is your perspective on it? Please do share your thoughts in the comment section.

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Story telling

Childhood memory…going down the lane.

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So today I went out to buy some groceries and while coming back to home it started raining heavily. And when I reached near my house I saw few kids playing in mud poodles. Jumping in and splashing muddy water on each-other. Throwing pebbles in to the poodle to watch the stone bounce back with splash of mud.

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<p class="has-text-align-center" value="<em>They were laughing with pure joy. To see them enjoying in rain I just went back to the times when I was a kid and I used to go out every time it used to rain. I used to make paper boats to float it in the flowing water to see how far it will go without sinking and melt in water. I used to jump in poodles just to have fun at the time, even though I knew when I would be back to home I will be scolded by my Mom for playing in rain and getting all my cloths muddy which she had to clean.They were laughing with pure joy. To see them enjoying in rain I just went back to the times when I was a kid and I used to go out every time it used to rain. I used to make paper boats to float it in the flowing water to see how far it will go without sinking and melt in water. I used to jump in poodles just to have fun at the time, even though I knew when I would be back to home I will be scolded by my Mom for playing in rain and getting all my cloths muddy which she had to clean.

We had a mindset of living in the moment. And now today when it started raining I just wanted to hurry back inside my house before my groceries gets spoiled or before I catch cold. May be as we grow up and start taking responsibilities we stop living the small moments the way we used to in our childhood. Like in our childhood also we knew well that playing in rain will make us sick eventually but we didn’t used to care. “Huh!! we can get a day off from school.” That was our way of living our life.

I asked myself, would behaving a bit childish once in a while in our grown-up life would be that bad? Just to have it out of our system. I think we should. Its a wonderful way of reliving our childhood memories and get a break from our current busy lifestyle.

Have you ever made sand castles whenever you played in sand in your childhood? Collected seashells? I used to love playing in sand. I used collect all the seashells in a jar. But now when I go to a beach, which is very rare, I just sit there looking far distant in to the sea. Having thoughts which I never thought would ever come to my mind in my childhood.

I remember in summer holidays I used to climb on boundaries of neighbor’s house to steal mangoes and wild berries off their trees. And start running as soon as the owner of the house comes out to check what all the noise is all about. Those were the best memories of my childhood. Sometimes I just wish I had a bit of that innocence still in me.

I hope you guys have your favorite childhood memories which just makes you overwhelmed and takes you down the memory lane. Please share your favorite childhood memories in the comment section below.

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