Sharing a secret...

"You hold in your hands a great secret".

Yes - I am definitely talking about 'The secret' by Rhonda Byrne. Yesterday one of my friends had got it to work...I just managed to read through 3-4 pages..by the time I was out of office, I knew I had to go to a book store. :-) Bought it. Not that it has a secret that I don't know of. Any secret that would help me feel good and happy is already known to me. Surprises are always welcome, though. I have already known the beauty of gratitude and the power of visualizing things that you want to make happen and the way Universe conspires to give you what you throw out to it...all old concepts..yet so very refreshing to read through and sort out your grey matter.

A thought that I read yesterday in this book was 'why do we always long for things that we don't have' than 'feeling happy about the things that we already have'. How many of us and how many times have we felt gratitude for the things that God has given us...including these eyes that we see from, the mind we think from, the mouth we talk from. Many don't even have these. I loved it. I want to be happy and grateful about all the things that I have - and my count begins today.

Find time, even for 5 minutes, to go back in times and think of all the things that you have and be thankful.

Sharing a secret - my first gratitude to YOU ALL - I am glad I have you all with me, in my life, sharing beautiful moments together!

Fire & Ice - To be contd.

There was some kind of ‘FIRE of the sorts’ between the two. At the onset, so it seemed.

They had heard about the chemistry, biology, and physics that happened in relationships – and I would lay a thousand bucks on the fact that they witnessed it in many of their previous relationships. When they met each other, they of course denied of any such science or scientific combos, ever before, with anyone else. That was obvious, wasn’t it?

For this one seemed just the Right one - a kind of bond that never before was felt and shared. She would melt at the thought of him – his talks, his gestures, his thoughtful self, his intellect, his maturity, his oh-so-never-ending care and concern, his arrogance – just everything appealed more than anything else in the world. Did he feature as a Knight in the shining armor? Oh or well perhaps may be that striking similarity in his behavior to the Mills and Boon hero, she read when she was a teen, did it. For a while, it actually did not matter if she was at a stage in her life when at least she knew the things that she did not want in a man. He just seemed made up of the bestest of the best. Wildest of thoughts in the most subdued manner were no longer subdued within. They just got busy driving her to the wilderness unknown. Soaring desires. Start of yet another new life.

He was an equal partner in this cruise – sailing along with blazing dreams, to a journey to a place unknown, convincing him that he needed that companionship. He had predetermined ways of living life – you lived only once and you had every right to experience the unexplored. With a creative bend towards life and other dealings, it was inherent in him. At a time when life trespassed with a big B (read bored!), there was a welcoming sunshine. Little different than usual though, but he was ready to grab it. Opportunist. He believed in living each moment as it came. Besides, this was close to a long cherished dream. She drove him crazy – days and nights, altogether. Those traits – strong, powerful, creative, controlled, romantic, and adventurous – were never before in a bundle like this. They were too good for his ego. The crusade began.

...and then there was ICE – amidst the fire. Even before the fire set ablaze, the icy chill shadowed. This time no situational set backs, no confusions, no anything else. This time it was something beyond all this. This time it was…this time it indeed was…

Okay stop – before we conclude…the current state:

She: Perplexed yet quiet. Holding on to faith. Ready for ‘I-would-do-anything-for-you’. Anxious for the Endeavour, however; whatever it takes.

He: Aloof. Quiet. Dreaming on knowing how difficult it was. Waiting to show life the way he wanted - to her. Taking it as it came – one moment at a time.

And now to the much awaited conclusion... Smooth sailing, was it? We will see…

Loss or words?$$

Just a quick thought...am I at a loss of words or do I want to keep it a secret? I have often realized that I use the word 'It' to refer to something. Just that this reference is expanding with each day...from a state of mind to a habit to a feeling to an object to just about anything! Am I at a loss of words? Or do I want to refrain myself from revealing everything in black and white? Or do I want it to keep it a mystery for the rest? If you ask me, actually none of the above reasons. Sometimes, subtle hints make hell lot of difference in your writing. As I read more and more, I realize that building up an air around what you say makes a lot of difference.

Since I talk about writing, how can I not mention the book I talked about last week. I finally completed ' The Ranch'. It was a wonderful book. I loved it. Three friends, fed up of their lives, go and spend two weeks at a ranch, never knowing those two weeks would change their lives forever and their decisions in life.....how people make difference in your life...how they sometimes make you realize what is it that you are really looking for, how perceptions change for you as you meet more people and share your views, how life is all about experimenting every milestone. I enjoyed reading the book...so much that I went and bought 5 other Daniel S. But...just to not get caught in her ways of writing, I have started another book by another author - this one is called 'Always and Forever' by Cynthia Freeman.

Needless to say what it talks about - guess the title says it all. A love story. Yet another for me. Ha ha...authors change, choice remains the same at all times. People will find me with love stories even when I am sixty! ;-) And I would love that. I think it is good change from the science fictions (robin cooks) and those inspirational books that I have almost chatoed for so long. Infact the other day I wanted to ask everyone - tell me the best love story/story/book that you would have read...I would love to read. As much as I can. Until I can.