Life forever seems to be such a paradox. There are moments I wish I could just freeze in time, lest it pass by me before I can catch my breath. And then there are those wherein there’s nothing more I’d like than to move past it and jump into the awaiting future.

This is one of those instances when I feel like I’m stuck in a rut, while everything else whizzes by me. It feels like I’ve been doing the same constant mundane things over and over for the past two years. My soul craves some adventure, to delve into the unknown, to get away from the routine. I can almost taste what it would feel like.

And yet there are a million reasons for why I can’t do so, yet. Every time the craving hits I pacify myself by saying that there’s always time. And the proverbial dreamer in me keeps the dream burning alive.

And yet I find myself pondering if that is not the very reason keeping me from grasping what I want. Just another one of life’s many paradoxes that I’ll have to content myself with, till the dreamer in me has it all in her tangible hands.

Daily Prompt: Eye of the Beholder

Describe what it feels like to hear a beautiful piece of music or see a stunning piece of art.



Music is something that has the power to touch lives, to change lives, to move people. Music is bliss.  One can lose himself in the melody, drown in the mellow voice or dance to its beats. Music can move someone to tears but it can also make someone deliriously happy.


I close my eyes and let it wash over me.
The melody, the voice, the lyrics.
It starts at my fingertips and spreads through me,
lighting a fire within but also soothing me to numbness.
His voice melts practically all my bones and I feel like mush.
Each strum of the guitar makes me fall in deeper,
Each stoke of the piano makes me swoon,
Each resonating drum beat makes me come alive.
The lyrics; every word more powerful than the other; every line more beautiful than the next.
It empowers me. It makes me feel like I can conquer the world.
It soothes me, it’s a salve to my pains;
It’s therapeutic; it’s beautiful.
I want to listen to it when I’m happy, I want to listen to it when I’m upset, I want to listen to it when I’m angry.
When I close my eyes, I’m transported a thousand miles away.
It’s a beautiful dream , a dream that’s come alive.

That is the power that The Scientist by Coldplay has over me.