Straight From the Big Mind ......

Do you know how you look like ?? May be a little..  May be only when you look in to the Mirror.. But I know how you look like.. In all your expressions... In every Moments... In every Situations... I wish if I can be a Mirror for You.... To show you how you look like... In all your fullness... In all your expressions.... Do you Know ?? You are the Mirror for me...  The Precious Mirror....  The Magical Mirror.... Which shows all the good things in Me... I see my real self through You.... I see my real expressions through You... You are more than a Mirror for Me... I hear the Songs of My heart through You... I witness the Dance of My Self through You... I see My real self through You.... I know... The beauty is that only if the Mirror can know it's Self it can be a Mirror for others.... The beauty is that only if the Mirror can fully express it's Self it can be a Mirror for others.. I wish if i can be a Mirror for You.... 

The Birth of that Atheist was without any pain, without any resistance, without any hatred.... From the Childhood I was a God Fearing Child.. That is the way we were brought up... Even though I visited Temples and took part in the Rituals I don't know if I really prayed.... Yes.. When the exams were nearing ... Promised God for Incense Sticks and Camphor ... Some time Fulfilled... Some times not, when My Work was Done or Forgotten....  When ever i was troubled a natural call from inside goes to the Unknown always.. But it was in the form as I know them ... The Gods in the form i have seen in the temples... Life Continued... And the so called belief also continued... till i took a pilgrimage to Sabarimala (One of the south India's famous and powerful place of worship) It was the longest ever pilgrimage i took i think till date with penance of 41 days and a trip of 10 days covering all the main temples in the southern Provinces of India...  With all

We wait for the vacations to come to go to my Grand Mothers home...  To meet the whole Family... To play in the Paddy Fields... To take bath in the River... To play with Cows, Goats and Hens.... To lie on my Grandma's big tummy.... To get the love and attention of all the other family members.... It is a great thing for them to see us as we come from the city to the village ...   They consider us privileged or something special.... Anyway we used to get a lot of attention..... There are limited buses to the village once in few hours only one bus...  Few times I have walked 5 to 8 miles in the nights when we miss the last bus.... I still remember my aunt and uncle used to walk all the way back to the village the day they drop us in the railway station when we have return back .... They were so cute, innocent, loving they would pack all the jackfruits, mangoes and all other special items from the home for us to carry when we go back... Going back a