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The Denouement

The mellifluous song of 2015 nears its closure, as the dawn breaks off and the dusk sets in. Reflecting, I believe, that it is gloom that should be ephemeral, and glee, perpetual. With each immense storm wave crashing against my boat, I learnt to maintain my equilibrium and row my boat more meticulously. I learnt that life comes in twos- it is an aesthetic journey of ups and downs, of highs and lows; of the haunted nights and all the mess hemmed in, and of the pacific raindrops I drenched in. You are here to get swallowed up; to lay your raw, beating heart naked, hand over the keys and surrender. But remember to have compassion for yourself for I can be kinder to the world only if I am kind to myself.

I learnt to polarize my attention on the sweet smell of the rose, rather than counting the thorns. They will prick your soul, but you, young stalwart, have to forgive them and greet them with a smile. I understand that people are good at heart, and that in spite of everything, Life goes on. Relationships fail, not because they are doomed to fail, but because one of the two makes a choice to give up. And I learnt that time mends everything up. I made friends out of strangers, strangers out of friends, and learnt that a hot coffee and a book will fix just about everything for me. There were times when the strings of my soul detached and I felt insecure- and that is when I got the hang of myself and learnt self-discipline.

I have discovered that the universe does respond to your dreams, sooner or later; and that you need to maintain patience. Success comes to those who work hard each moment, enrich themselves and succeed on purpose. I need to shed my cocoon, get out of the capsule and work hard to reach the zenith. Understand that you are here for a purpose, identify what sets your soul on fire and be fearless in the pursuit of it. Consider ‘ordinary’ as an insult to you- trust me, you hold vast reservoirs of potential deep within you. Draft a constitution, but don't get harsh on yourself, neither too rigid on the rules. I understand that I need to prioritize things and people, and always choose in favour of my happiness. Always. That life is about unleashing stories behind the curtains, for standing long on the proscenium does not befit me. I now understand that you need to take time for your own self, as the panacea for all your problems is with you. You don't need any talisman to ward them off.

Have faith in the universe, wear that smile and walk proud in the sun. Go ahead and be a maven of this run.

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