Imprints and Impressions

.....and in the end, I realize that music is my only companion, my soul mate. No one ever understood me better. Music sings for me a lullaby when I am tired, feeds me with emotions when my mind is empty and hungry, puts me at ease when I become tense, liberates me from daily trivial affairs and makes me feel at the top of the world and gifts me with a beautiful belief that I am much above and beyond any one's reach.

I do not need anyone or anything, with the everlasting melody which wraps me in its melodious embrace. I feel that what I do day in and day out- sit in the office, talk to people, expect love...are superfluous and irrelevant. I feel precious-more precious than anything in the world- and loved more than ever.

All the bad things I believed I had in me now seem to have never existed. My ugliness has vanished- in fact, I am the most beautiful being the almighty ever created. I am His dream come true. I don't dread anything or anyone anymore. I am freed of any remote feelings of guilt about anything...I am transformed...transported...

The sun rises only to wake me up, the birds sing only to cheer me, and the moon shines just so that I may receive the ethereal light as balm for my soul. The world is all mine. I have attained a part of me which I thought was lost forever. I am now complete. Suddenly, loneliness is only an illusion. I am able to think in melodies, not emotions. The translation is wonderful, divine. I don't need any other language to live.

I too can now boast that I have been (and am being) loved and wanted, needed. I am not anymore just a chocolate wrapper. I am no longer greedy for love, for love has found its way to me, and gained new meaning in my company. My soul now has a voice- a mellifluous, resonant and confident voice. Tears now flow along with the melody, this is the result of of rapture. Am I filled with a thousand senses or have I just lost all senses?

THE END.