Stand By Me

"He doesn't love me", she said almost in a whisper. "God doesn't love me too much". She looked up from the ground where she had been staring for the entire conversation.
His eyes were sea blue. She almost expected a dolphin to dive out of them. They looked at her with a lot of affection. Reassurance, the one thing she most needed, poured out from those deep oceans.
"You know things have never been easy for me", she softly continued. "Never". Her stare settled to the ground again. "I still love God, and I really trust Him".
His expression softened. "You should!", his voice was coarse but in it was the love that made her believe in herself. Things would be alright soon. Soon.

To My God

"Arziyan saari main, chehere pe likh ke laya hoon,
Tumse kya mangun main, tum khud hi samaj lo"!

The ocean is getting noisy God. The trees are frantically swaying like wild
horses revolting on the sharp slash of a whip. Dark clouds blacken the slightest drop of clarity. I can see a distant figure deep in the ocean waving a hand for help. "Shit, it's drowning"! I want to help but I am too small to do so. I narrow both my eyes in concentration to focus on the figure. I immediately know who it is! It's happiness!

I am watching the figure drown in despair. Suddenly a warrior ray of sun
tears the cloud apart and spreads like a smile over the place. I raise my eyes from the drowning figure to the victorious ray of hope. Soon, many a tiny rays fight through the darkness! The sky looks like a gold studded saree that the goddess of purity wears!

Everything seems to calm down. The trees turn gold and the ocean a collection of glittering stones! I search for the figure. Happiness seems to have settled in each dew drop, in each pattern on the butterfly's wing!

Be there God, in my heart, as love, as peace, as forgiveness, as truth, as
courage, please be there!

Droplets.

The sky almost suddenly turns a deep shade of gray from the frivilous blue. The shine of the day dissapears into the sorrow of the black clouds. The sun strives to stay. The day seems to have a tear in the eye accompanied with a fake smile on the lips. I look up at the sky and smile at my Gods. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine" I say to Them in silence. As if touched by my words the clouds immediately break into gentle tears and pour. I feel taken care of. It's been long since I last spoke to my Gods. I continue to carry the subdued smile.