Visualising with Words

By the steeds that run, with panting breath, Striking sparks of fire by their hooves And scouring to the raid at dawn And raising the dust in the clouds the while, Penetrating forthwith as one into the midst. (Quran 100:1-5) It all started with a walk. Thirteen horses lining up; moving out from the usual arena on the path untrodden and into the wild, on a muddy trail with lush green bushes on both the sides, the fresh morning breeze fluttering the ears of my horse( Santro ). A week long wait was over and our patience had finally paid off. A chill went down our spine the moment we saw a glimpse of the Himayat Sagar lake. Trotting among the bushes and splashing on the muddy waters, we finally reached the banks of the lake. We all were eagerly waiting for the next expected instruction from Naved, " Guys, now you are on your own!! " What happened after that is better explained by the above verse from the Quran than any human can express. It was the moment, when ...

Leaving office, stressed out but extremely happy on completing a project, I decided to go to the beach along with my friend; to spend some time away from this maddening life and get some fresh air. I even expected watching the sun descend slowly and disappear over the horizon of the Bay of Bengal. Reaching there, I realized that Bay of Bengal is in the east and I cannot bid a goodbye, but can only welcome the rising sun in the morning.  I was sitting there quietly, with my legs sprawled out in front of me, sometimes gazing at the infinite sky and sometimes watching the waves weave into each other. Strong cold breeze from the sea blew on my face and through my hair, taking all my fear, stress and anxiety with them. The cool waves touched my feet and subsided almost as quickly as they rose. Relaxing there, I sensed a feeling of freedom I had never experienced before.     A bit further, I saw some little boys and girls building sand castles. Within no time, the ...