Dawn After Dusk

Why me? The most frequent question that occurs in everyone's mind some time or the other. It may be asked by you to yourself when you are hurt either because of bad grades or when you lose someone you love or when a relationship gets over.Well here I have the answer to this question.

If each and every person in the world goes around thinking why him or her, where will all the problems of the world go?So to solve this problem, the problem goes to the person whom God loves the most.Confused?? Don't be. You because God wants you to know what being relaxed means. You because God wants you to experience utter enjoyment. You because He wantes you to feel eternal bliss. And you because God wants you to know what life really is. How would you really know what torture is if you never had any relaxation? How would you know what grief is when you haven't been through eternal bliss? God is never partial. He gives you everything in life so that you know how each feeling feels. You question God time to time and tell Him your problems. But have you ever thought if problems wouldn't have been there your life would have been completely unfeeling. And every problem comes with a solution. There is no lock in this world which comes without a key to it. Its just like every night is followed by dawn. Its like the darkest hour of night comes just before the sun is about to sprout. Even nature follows this phenomenon, when an old leaf goes yellow, or pale, or red, it falls making the way clear for a new leaf to come. This  life is a game of good and bad. You have to know what extreme pain is to know what extreme joy means. 

And I would conclude it all by a very famous line : 

 

                             "If winter comes, can spring be far behind"

Music Till The Very End.....

Music melts all the separate parts of the body together – Anais Nin

Music is an integral part of life. It is the sound a deaf can hear, the language a dumb can speak, the tune a cripple can dance to and a world a blind can see. It is that part of our memory that never gets erased from the mind. It is the glue which binds two souls together. Music is the medicine for a broken heart. Music is what feelings sound like. Music is our own experience, our thoughts and our wisdom.

Music is not just the song that you probably hear on the radio or in a movie or somewhere else, it is something which is defined in each person’s life differently. For an infant his mother’s voice is the sole music, for a kid joy is music, for a teenager blossoming love is music, for a teacher knowledge is music, for a professional his job is music, for a businessman money is music, for an aesthetic nature is music, for a poet silence is music, for a loner solitude is music, for a devotee God is music, for a musician every little sound is music and for a dying man every breath is a melody. Music is the poetry of the air. There is music in the air, music all around us, the world is full of it and we simply take as much require it. Without music life is bound to be a mistake for it washes away from soul the dust of everyday life. Music produces a kind of pleasure which human nature cannot do without.

Of all the music that reached farthest into heaven, it is the beating of a loving heart. – Henry Ward

Music is a universal language, which is understood by all living beings. Music is a language with no grammar, no rules, no syllables yet so perfect. It is the language of the heart, it commences where speech ends. Music expresses that which cannot be said and that which cannot be buried in silence. Music of some kind or other is present for every situation. It soothes the soul when you are sad, it provides strength when you are lonely and bounded by fear, it is the expression of love when somehow right words do not come out of your throat. Music is the outburst of the soul. When you are bereft of all pleasures in this world music gives you that which no other thing can give. Some music is present in the core of every being’s heart, there is no person in this world who hates or refrains from music. Music is the ultimate genius of God.

Where words fail, music speaks. – Hans Christen Anderson

Life remains incomplete without music. Nature itself produces music in the form of sounds from waterfalls, the night sky, the birds and the mountain valleys. And as Oscar Wilde says “Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory.”

In the end I would like to quote my favourite lines:

“You’d better slow down

Don’t dance so fast

Time is short

The music won’t last

Life is not a race

Do take it slower

Hear the music

Before the song is over”