Junkyard Pebbles

In the cold dark night, when the wind chill quivered through her bones
She paced up her footsteps, to make it to Homestead lying on other side Highway road
The White dunes tightly securing the roads Aisle and flurries tenderly kissing its season delight
She felt unvarying shiver beneath the layers covered through her long-sleeved, half-kneed, Black Jacket.
It was an unusual evening, the temperature dropped to 15F; Wind Chill blew so hard, as it were to gust out in shots, all its accrued Green Vengeance, on every living being in the planet. Corporate Citizens of all sizes but with comparable Jacket, gloves, scarf’s and Hat, rushed to the parking lot, trying to flee and hide from wind’s cruel snare. She walked further with unyielding nudge, as racing cannibals on wheels sped fast across Hwy 640.The way was wide, spacious, Ample and all words that big can articulate to,….Crossing this way would take less than a minute in summer, but now, in the cold Shivery night, it seemed like eternity. But with firm thwarts against the nature’s freeze, she clasped Homestead’s knob, with benevolent ease. Hat and Gloves were now from off her skin, the door unclosed she stood staring the wind from inside her cottage inn. A warm coffee would not ease her shivers, neither would Heat that is generated. She stood still watching the moment, wanting to live and be a within the every icing, for it will soon be history tagged as “rare moments”, when she returns to her soil.


Now for those who are wondering what the post is about and those who are surprised at my incredible know-how to evolve one whole paragraph of 251 words, with absolutely no real happening here is the theme: Live Consciously. Be it crossing the road, chewing your food, walking on snow, Smiling (with or without a reason), Breathing, blablabla,…Take just one step at a time., for every moment carries within itself a Magic portion of Bliss that will never return. So Be the moment, Appreciate life and again Live Consciously.

Now, those who are still surprised at my incredible know-how to evolve (now) two paragraphs of “nothing”, Here is the Truth! The theme was just made up. I’m pretty much done with my work tasks today and this post was just meant to fill in the empty space at work. Now, don’t be annoyed for taking out your time. For Eastern Guru’s of Esha, Frozen Thoughts, Art of Living,…. are just doing the same. Evolving customized moment of Self-Awareness themes (which in my opinion is just theological fantasies) at your Heavy price!!! Empty Talks/Gyans they say!!!

Tidbit Thoughts

At the End of it,

When the Trek called Life is over

I want to be remembered as

"Someone who had her Second Chance"

(-and tried to live up to it)