The Nightingale girl (A fictional narrative poetry)

A melancholy song, she was about to sing;

She was about to sing of her solitude.

But do not confuse, she was all alone, ‘cos that’s not why I mention solitude.

And do not think she was miserable too, hearing of that melancholy song.

For, alone she was is just a myth,

She always lived with a crowd around.

And miserable too, she had never been,

She just got it for her, of all her wants.

But there was a pain, her voice just bore,

And that pain made her a star.

She sang of ‘grief’, sometimes ‘separation’,

And she even sang of the ‘World War’.

There was a rhythm in air- when she sang,

and the songs were still of pain.

It always looked like, there’s some truth in her voice;

teary eyed,  she tried to refrain.

She was paid for the pain, as much as she could bring,

but her emotions never seemed fake.

Everyone knew the Nightingale girl, her life’s fulfilled- they would think.

But no passerby, deep looked in her eyes, no one asked her what made her awake.

Awake when everyone was lost in their dreams,

she would hold a photograph and weep .

Every day she sang, those heart-wrenching songs,

The photograph, in mind- she would keep.

Who was in the picture, a question you’ll ask,

I must tell you it was her family.

Long was the life she had to live,

but together , it had been a small journey.

She lost them all, at a tender age,

they died in the War, in front of her.

Every day she regretted, her hiding behind the bushes,

and thought, how cold she had been, that summer.

Better it was, to be together in heaven,

than to die inside every day, still smile!

She had that all , every day in mind,

And the palace-like home, felt like exile.

She could not recover, though years had passed;

and there were years which would still pass by.

Till someone comes, who could kill the pain,

and without regrets , makes her look to the sky.

Of all the things she bore inside,

made her the Nightingale of the Land.

But of all the fame, and the name she had,

to her still was like the deserts and sand.

But God loved her smile,

and it was long back he saw her do that,

so it was time now to end up her grieves.

And the pangs of sorrows, she was always hit by, would no longer make her sad.

And one day, God sent him,

Him , who would just understand;

the unspoken words, the regrets deep-down ,

he would mend everything with a magic wand.

The wand was of empathy,

It was made of pure heart,

He became a snake vendor for her,

on the first part.

Amused she would be,

was something not to think.

For, she stared with anger,

her eyes-she was not to blink.

And so he became a clown,

and painted his nose red.

And he juggled plates and knifes,

riding a bicycle, and jokes he said.

Long was his show,

but she would not smile,

And when he fell and plates broke,

that’s when she blinked her eyes.

He got up again, he again started things,

brought a monkey, became a Santa Claus ,

but nothing worked- ‘all in vain’, he thought.

She then ran upstairs without a pause.

And he stuck a look, on the picture hung,

that she’d been gazing all the while.

He just understood, she’d lost them all,

and that’s why the Nightingale refrained to smile.

Now he also ran upstairs, her hands he held,

and asked her to come to the terrace for some time.

He told, he had known, the secret of her melancholy;

and why it sounded so real all the time.

Pointing out towards the sky, he told he never had anyone he could fear to lose.

He was an infant found under a tree, by a priest.

And the Church was a place he grew old.

And said ,“separation is an inseparable part, and it always exists.”

“But sheading those precious tears,

cannot bring them down from heaven.

Rather, if they  would see you from there,

they wouldn’t be at peace, looking at your life- painfully woven.”

“So, smile”, he said, ”and they would find peace”,

“For separation is a part that wouldn’t cease to exist”.

And then she smiled, and the heaven smiled along,

And said , “I’ll smile for them every day, this smile I’ll never resist”.

And he said, “I had nothing I could fear to lose”,

And said “ today I fear to lose this smile, and the one who beholds it, forever.

 Will you cross the puddles , and oceans of life with me..?

And we will smile for the heaven together.”

And she said ,” Yes”, now with tears of joy;

and saw the crowd gathered outside her house.

Everyone cried with joy ,as the Nightingale smiled,

every stone, the flowers, even that caged mouse.

THE ALCHEMIST (Gist of the novel #Extracts #Lines #Feelings #Favorites )

Friends, today I've decided to sum up a few things that you MUST READ if you haven't ever gone through THE ALCHEMIST by Paulo Coelho, and you have been longing to read it once. Friends , tomorrow never comes, and if you can't take out time from your hectic schedules for an entire novel reading session, you have it RIGHT HERE, the BARE SKELETON of  what Paulo Coelho has conveyed through his Novel. It's the essence of THE ALCHEMIST, not the story, but EXTRACTS , and my personal FAVOURITES throughout . So go ahead...HAPPY READING ( #tags are my favorites ) :)

 

 

 

 

 "#And when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."

 

 *There is a force that wants you to realize your destiny; it whets your appetite with a taste of success.

 

*The secrets to happiness is to see all the marvels of the world ,and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon.

 

*Beauty is the great seducer of men.

 

*Every blessing ignored becomes a curse.

 

*There was a language in the world that everyone understood. It was the language of enthusiasm ,of things accomplished with love and purpose, and as part of a search for something believed in and desired.

 

*Making a decision was only the beginning of things . When someone makes a decision ,he is really diving into a strong current that will carry him to places he had never dreamed of when he first made the decision .

 

*The closer one gets to realizing his destiny, the more that destiny becomes his true reason for being.

 

*Intuition is a sudden immersion of the soul into the universal current of life, where the histories of all people are connected, and we are able to know everything, because it's all written there.

( Maktub !! ;) )

 

*People need not fear the unknown if they are capable of achieving  what they need and want.- ALLAH

: We are afraid of losing what we have, whether it's our life or our possessions and property. But this fear evaporates when we understand that our life stories and the histories of the world were written by the same hand.

 

*Everything on earth is being continuously transformed, because the earth is alive...and it has a soul. We are a part of that soul, so we rarely recognize that it is working for us.

 

*If you can concentrate always on the present, you'll be a happy man.

 

*Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the moment you are living right now. 

 

*Maybe God created the desert so that man could appreciate the date trees.

 

*The secret is here in the present . If you pay attention to the present, you can improve upon it. If you improve on the present, what comes later will also be better. Forget about the future , and live each day according to the teachings , confident that God loves his children .Each day, in itself, brings with it an eternity.

 

*To die tomorrow was no worse than dying on any other day. Everyday was there to be lived or to mark one's departure from this world.

 

*Courage is the quality most essential to understanding the language of the world.

 

 

#It's not what enters men's mouths that's evil , it's what comes out of their mouths that is.

 

 

*Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure. (You've got  to find the treasure, so that everything you have learned along the way can make sense).

 

 

*Life attracts life.

 

 

#Love never keeps a man from pursuing his destiny. If he abandons that pursuit ,it's because it wasn't true love...the love that speaks the Language of the world.

 

 

*One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving .

 

 

*Men dream more about coming home than about leaving.

 

 

*If what one finds is made of pure matter, it will never spoil. And one can always come back. If what you had found was only a moment of light, like the explosion of a star, you would find nothing on your return.

 

*The wise men understood that this natural world is only an image and a copy of paradise. The existence of this world is simply a guarantee that there exists a world that is perfect. God created the world so that , through its visible objects, men could understand his spiritual teachings and the marvels of his wisdom.

 

 

*Listen to your heart. It knows all things.

 

 

*Treason is a blow that comes unexpectedly. If you know your heart well, it will never be able to do that to you. Because you'll know its dreams and wishes, and will know how to deal with them.

 

 

*You'll never be able to escape from your heart. So it's better to listen to what it has to say. That way, you'll never have to fear an unanticipated blow.

 

 

*People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they feel that they don't deserve them, or that they'll be unable to achieve them. Their hearts become fearful just thinking of loved ones who go away forever, or of moments that could have been good but weren't , or of treasures that might have been found but were forever hidden in the sands. When these things happen, the heart suffers terribly.

 

 

*The fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter with God and with eternity.

 

 

*Every search begins with beginner's luck. And every search ends with the victor's being severely tested.

 

 

#The darkest hour of night came just before the dawn.

 

 

#When you possess great treasures within , and you try to tell others of them, seldom are you believed.

 

 

#Your eyes show the strength of your soul.

 

 

#If a person is living out his destiny, he knows everything he needs to know. There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve : the fear of failure .

 

 

*The threat of death makes people a lot more aware of their lives.

 

 

*When you're loved, you can do anything in creation. When you are loved, there's no need at all to understand what's happening, because everything happens within you.

 

 

*When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better, too.

 

 

*Life is really generous to those who pursue their destiny.