Parallel Universe

A different world, a different universe. It’s a land of colors.I sat in a white cloud high up in the light blue sky. I was sitting on a cloud. The cloud was moving slowly and I was immersed in admiring the color of sky. The cloud stopped in front of a white dome shaped castle and I got down. I looked around. Tiny little blue birds, size of my thumb were flying around with a sweet humming sound. Bright little glittery balls were bouncing up and down all over. I smiled and walked ahead.

 After walking many steps I stood in front of a big door. The door had its own magnificent design. I went close and was immersed in observing the artistic design. I saw “HAPPINESS” was only word written on a big door. The door was completely white similar to the color of milk. I stood infront of the door with my mouth wide open. The door opened automatically. I saw left and right. I could see no one. I just ran inside very quickly. To my surprise there was no one inside. It was a total calm place with literally nothing. I ran back to the door again but it was closed. I tried hard to open the door but it went in vain. I sat down disappointed. After few minutes I got up and tried opening the door again but it dint help. I then turned back started walking ahead. The place was very silent and calm. If a needle was dropped down I bet I could have heard the sound.

             After walking for more than half an hour I saw another big door. This time the door was already open. The door was highly classic design and was brown in color, I went in. On both the sides stood line of strange people. They were dressed up like they were from an ancient ancestor’s age. A small crown on each person’s head, a heavy metal covered their body and everyone had a round shaped antique piece held in their hand. As I entered, these people on both ends bowed down their head at once. I was surprised and continued walking.

              I reached the third door. I have never seen a door as beautiful as this in my life. It had all the colors I had seen so far in my life. It was just amazing. It had no design but only colors. I tried opening the door but it dint work. I pushed it hard, the door dint open. I put all my strength and pushed the door with great and full force this time and the door opened at once. I went inside. I could hear light music, see beautiful butterflies, bright shining stars falling down all over and melting on the ground. I saw the balloons of heart shape in Red color around me in the air. I was happy and I felt good. I caught the shining stars in my hand and it melted in my hand. My hands felt the cold tickling feeling.

               Suddenly I heard a voice, a voice that was powerful and commanding. A voice that was firm and a voice that one wanted to listen over and over again. The voice whispered “You have crossed three doors of Life that everyone always wants. First door which was complete white and the place where you saw nothing was place of PEACE. The second door where people bent down when you entered was place of RESPECT. And the final door where you felt very happy and extremely good was place of LOVE. The ultimate powerful emotion in every human’s life and the emotion from which no human can escape from. Your LIFE is now complete! “The voice stopped and I stood there blank.

               Immediately a strong breeze passed by and I couldn’t stand in the same place.I was blown away with the wind. “Thud” I fell down. I opened my eyes and I was in the same crazy daily world, I had fallen down on the ground from my bed. I searched for my phone and saw the time. I was late to my office. I smiled at the thought that i named as "Parallel Universe" and there I went ahead for my usual routine.

               

Thoughts that flow !!

      My thoughts reflect the past, my thoughts witness my present and at times tiny little hopes of future are captured.

                I am a day dreamer big time. I can sit for hours together doing nothing but only get so lost in my own thoughts. Sometimes I do wish I would have used this time in something fruitful then I answer myself “I don’t have to rule the world now, so it’s OK”.

                My early morning takes my thoughts for a walk through my memory lane. Every morning I go for a walk to a park nearby. This practice started just to give my mornings a fresh start watching nature and to feel the morning breeze. A light music, my favorite shoes and a jacket, hands in my pocket and there I go. I have to walk a little distance to reach the park. I have to cross few lanes of big and small houses as well. Few things that I observe daily is I see a lady splashing water in front of her house door when I go for a walk and by the time I finish my rounds in the park and return back, beautiful design of “Rangoli” would be ready to welcome in front of the door. My thoughts just took me to my past where my granny did the same and we little ones would stand next to her and watch in excitement. She would do it so perfect and fast. As I walk further I see a young boy (probably in his 12- 16 years age) who stops his cycle at every house he crosses , picks up a news paper from the bunch at his cycle basket and throws it in front of every house. Trust me; I always make sure I don’t miss watching him as he throws newspaper to first floor, second floor and also third floor standing in the same position of the road. The newspaper rolls high up in the sky and falls perfect. “Dude, you can be a basketball champ” my thoughts said to me when I watched him. His throw never gets missed every day. My thoughts reminded me of a friend who had once told me “I don’t care that I am going through a bad time because I come from a background where I have lived my life as a newspaper boy. So today if I am kicked out of my job I am bold enough to lead my life independently finding a new way”. This thought made me smile. I continue my walk and I see a shopkeeper opens his tiny shop every day morning. Keeps few racks of groceries outside the shop, makes ready a small bench for customers, hangs few magazines in front of the shop. My thoughts took me to my childhood days where my uncle who owned a shop used to do this every morning. I used to visit him only on summer vacations. He did make me and my cousins sit in the shop. All we had to do was know the price, collect the money and return proper change and give them what they asked. I entered the park and I see old couple walking in the park, few young folks running and little exercise. Adding on, I do see few little kids who come to the park early morning to play see saw, swing. I see the joy and excitement in every kids face when the swing and see-saw goes up and down. My thoughts reflected my past where me and my sister used to finish our homework real fast just to join our friends at the park to play the swing.

                I finish my walk, continue my daily routine and off I go to office. I always prefer a window seat when I travel in the bus. Because I always love to observe the world around me. I see a group of little kids with uniform playing on the road side while their parents are holding their school bags waiting for the school bus. They were playing some game clapping their hands. My thoughts took me down the memory lane of my school days where we sang rhyming words and clapped our hands. I did try to recollect the words fully and realized I have forgotten few words. My bus stopped being stuck at traffic and my thoughts started waving around my present routine of office,cooking,meetings to attend etc.To see positive  side of my present I took my thoughts to my favorite books awaiting in my bookshelf that I would continue  to read, movie that’s planned for weekend. The bus started moving slowly by then and there I see a beautiful young couple who held their hand. The guy asked the girl to stand after him and then carefully looked around and crossed the door holding her hand tight. My thoughts went into my future. I don’t stop my thoughts when it shows me hopes of future (which may or may not happen). I let my thoughts swim. By now the bus had started moving on the flyover and the morning breeze near the window seat brushed my face, I tilted my head slightly towards right and my eyes closed. My thoughts continued to swim into future.

      I looked into his eyes and he smiled at me, I put my hand on his head and brushed his hair and he smiled again. He puts an arm around my shoulder and kisses my cheeks. I blush. He pulls me towards him and cuddles me in his arms. I feel safe forever. I feel I have the whole world with me. After being in his arms to my heart’s content I rest my head on his shoulder. He kisses my forehead. I feel I am the happiest person. Suddenly I feel the jerk and my head is hurt. My thought of future now brings me to present. I was in the bus and the last stop had arrived. I get down and my final thought says “Whoever you are and wherever you are, though I am unsure of your existence and unsure that you are on the way to reach me, I will hold you tight in my thoughts forever”.