Dervish

With a ‘rather-difficult-to-attain’ hindsight, it seems insatiably important to splurge a little bit about the year gone-by even though it is clumsily remembered for keeping my old scars bleeding. But gratefully enough last year life offered me too much work and traveling to keep my mind engaged. All in all it started off very well with a bout of relocation into a much-anticipated domain and surprisingly I found myself on a more comfortable side of the plank. For the next couple of months things were very hectic to make me able to get a grip on an annoyingly difficult assignment. But just when I thought that I had seen it all in the ‘City of Joy’, I was presented with the roar of the lion plattered with a paradoxical generosity and as usual the judgment of the Magi came into the picture and ultimately resulted in one more uprooting to the best of my life and my future faster than my strutting imagination. Within a week life catapulted me across the ocean I had never crossed before into a realm of hesitant anticipations and mushy realities. I was chanting my swan song to the diminishing sight of my tavern yet the flashing memories from the past with same intonations were busy painting a rather familiar sketch of another prolonged separation. Nevertheless, time flew by before I could say 'Harry Potter', and the day to fly me back to the doors of the Magi arrived. Quite rightfully, I was chuffed enough not to feel my feet on the ground and being carried away by the balmy ecstasy of those moments, I ended up right in front of those almighty eyes where all the sorrow and pain are known to melt away leaving the mark of happiness on the cheeks of even the most unfortunate person ever walked on this planet. Like all the great and joyous rendezvous, that was also an affair of a few days and call of responsibilities dragged me back to the island inundated with sweat of human labor and heights of morbid ambitions. It took a while to adjust myself to be able to see things in the "right" perspective but owing to the circular nature of our lives, soon the ball started to roll again. That phase swiftly consumed the last couple of months but it left me with the disappointment of not being able to fly back to the sacred abode to see the year culminate into another one. Expectedly it gave a reason to start off this year with my eyes fixed on a pilgrimage that means anointing of soul in the ocean of utmost imaginable grace, kindness and divinity that takes off all the pain inflicted and regrets incurred during our days and nights chequered with rabid ignorance and abysmal insanity.