Bridge Soul

        It’s beautiful to grow, beautiful to move ahead. Challenging yourself, reaching new heights, achieving new benchmarks, gaining understating. In this process, there are always two states, two sides of a bridge: one void & one filled. In the void something or someone guides you to reach the other side. You’re novice; on the edge of the bridge.     You’ve only one thing on your mind: Reach the other side. But you have no idea how to reach. The picture is not clear; the skill is not developed to ride on bridge. There is a fear to fall down. Bridge may break, you may loose courage. There may come night and there is no surety that stars will shine enough to guide you the path but still you know inside that you need to reach the other side.     You can’t be stagnant. You need to achieve and you set out with the baggage filled with courage and faith.     You start your journey with little fear and full excitement. You see people ahead of you and also few who’ve alrea

નવરાશ ની પળો મા અવકાશ ને માણતા એક વિચાર આયો ને અંતર માં આનંદ થયો કંઈક ખજાનો જાણે મળી ગયો કાલ નો જમાનો જાણે મળી ગયો રોજ ની એ વાતો યાદ આઈ યાદો ની વણઝારો સાથે લાઈ થયું કે ચાલ તને પણ એ કહું સોગાદ એની તને પણ હું દઉં ખુશી એ તને પણ આપશે ને હૈયું મારું હરખાશે પણ પાછું થયું કે તને એ હજી યાદ હશે? વ્યસ્તતા ને વ્યગ્રતા મા તારી સાથે હશે? મારા તો શ્વાસ મા વસ્યું છે એ પણ તને તો બીજા કામ પણ હશે ને અચાનક મારા હાથ અટક્યા વિચારો ના વાસણ છટક્યા ભાવનાઓ મા બહુ ભટક્યા પણ દિમાગ થી હજી સાવ નથી મટ્યા મારી પાસે તારી બધી જ અમાનત છે સચવાયેલી ને સલામત ઉઠાવી પડશે તારે બી થોડી જેહમત હું જ ક્યાં સુધી કર્યા કરીશ મેહનત?

A love – it changes your world. It makes you dream with open eyes. You forget where you are. You feel like you have immense energy and you can fly. You break all the rules. You will change yourself just because your special someone wants it that way. A mortal becomes your God. You forget that he or she is just a human. You create exceptions. You challenge yourself to expand; to do what you have not done till date and to achieve what you have never thought you can. Your soul grows. Somebody’s safety becomes your prime concern. Somebody’s success becomes your key to happiness. You consider yourself the luckiest. Time stops. Even hours of talking won’t suffice. Every single thing about him/her, family details, food habits, believes, song choices - you listen & remember with the utmost interest. You create plans till death and even after death. Then one fine day you realize that it is not just about giving. You want something in back. It was never just I love you. There was a s

Let’s start with a story this time… Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death. The question was: What do women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man. And to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end. He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise men, and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer. Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would have the answer. But the price