Real magic

Lilly was wandering in garden lost deeply in her thoughts. She was thinking about  the tale her mom was reciting her last night. The Thought of fairies always  make her jump in joy and it was her favorite bed time story so far. She could not shake off the questions arising in her little mind .
What if there really exists fairies somewhere hidden unseen unheard by humans?‘. There was heavy wind blowing but she was just unaware of the surrounding so mesmerized in her thoughts.

Suddenly a bird was making huge helpless sound and grabbed her attention, It’s nest was about to fall down because of the wind , the bird was flying around it in worry.  Lilly heart beat increased in fear , she started running towards the tree , praying for the bird and its nest.

Then suddenly out of nowhere appeared a fairy and it waved it’s hand and the nest reached the safe place in the tree , Bird was singing merrily now . Lilly was relieved.
But she could not believe her eyes. Is it true ? or is she just dreaming ?

 

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Lilly was curious , she wanted to approach the fairy . She is so overjoyed. As she started running fast, fairy disappeared just as magically as it appeared. She sat down near
the tree looking disappointed. Then she heard a swirl of movement near her , As she looked in that direction, same fairy was floating few inch away from her.

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Lilly was curious , she wanted to approach the fairy . She is so overjoyed. As she started running fast, fairy disappeared just as magically as it appeared. She sat down near
the tree looking disappointed. Then she heard a swirl of movement near her , As she looked in that direction, same fairy was floating few inch away from her.

She slowly extended her hand , fairy sat on her palm. She was looking at the fairy for long time , It was so bright and its little wings were fluttering fast. It was really looking
magically mesmerizing.

Fairy was waving its hand to get her attention “Aren’t you going to bombard me with questions?” asked fairy. Lilly laughed. She said ” Am too excited to ask Questions

After some time she asked “Are you real?”. Fairy smiled and said “It depends on how people see me“. She shook her head indicating she did not understand.

Fairy began to explain to her
Lilly i can be real or just a piece of imagination. It depends on how you visualize me. I agree everyone want something magical to happen. But frankly you want me to do that at least. Magic is there everywhere with everyone , It is here right in this moment in that kind heard of yours running to save that nest. Am just a belief and shadow of helping heart. If you  want to see me always keep the caring nature and compassionate heart” saying this fairy disappeared. Lilly wake up with a start , wondering how come she had fallen asleep in garden.
When she looked around , she saw the birds chirping in tree. She was thinking ‘ was it really a dream or message for her life ?

Cast my Spell

I will make you spellbound
I don’t want wand or magic
I will bewitch you by words
Hypnotise you with feelings
Mesmerize with rhymes
Enchant you with its meaning
Fasinate you with the truth behind it
Let the writer inside me
Cast my spell
Innocent yet breathtaking spell 🙂

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Angels

Does the angels exist only in the stories?
Their magical wand and that golden glow
is all that just  a piece of imagination?

i searched , searched and searched
till i had found them
they werent as i imagined
yet they were gentle .

i saw the angels,
in helping heart of person,
in parents’s eyes
after fulfilling kid’s wish,
in innocent kid’s smile
on sharing things,
in mom’s tears,
in dad’s care,
in friend’s support,
in sibling’s love,
in person’s  surprise gifts,
in carefree laugh,
in playful childhood,

Angels do exist but
in different human forms,
spreading invisible magical charm
making our life magical

come on , cross your fingers
make a wish
who knows may be there
will an angel waiting to fulfill that 😉

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Haiku

तुम वो कहानी के तरह हो
जो मैं लाखो भार लिखी
बिना कोई अंत के ।

हम हमेशा सात हे
जितनी भी दूर क्यों न हो
इस्लिये सपने जादू से भरा होता हे ।

तू वो तूफान के तरह हे, जो
एक ही पल में
मेरे सपनो का महल उड़ा दिया ,
फिर भी तेरे यादो से
उसे जोड़ने की कोशिश कर रही हूँ ।

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