Lifeline

 I have wondered umpteen times on how I would have survived if I didn't pray. For all the blessings disguised as hardships and harships disguised as blessings that have come my way, I cannot fathom how I would've overcome them if I didn't know my comfort was in prayer. 

Every rememberance of Him I utter when I slip to fall and the verses I recite when I'm mesmerised by His creation, unknowingly gives me a sense of being in harmony with a bigger truth. 

Tears that wet the cheeks while seeking forgiveness and the eloquent silence that follows, lightens the heavy chest and the piled up files of regret, agony and guilt flies away to disappear into thin air. 

The faces that pops up in my mind while praying and the names that are worth a mention are people whose roots are tangled with mine. The connection of holding them in that cold soil is beyond the gentle warmth of a physical hug. 

Desires are and will always be in the front and would never forget to mark its presence even if it's a short plea. The calmness felt while saying 'give me what I desire if its good for me and take it away if it isn't', even if I crave for it with every cell and molecule of mine liberates me from the burden of holding myself back from falling into a black hole. 

When the needless stress and anxiety over the events that are yet to happen in life scoops out the strength and energy in the present, though cent percent clueless of how many hours more am gonna stay here alive, I hole up myself from the foggy thoughts that cloud my eyes to experience the relief of relying on the most efficient Writer of my fate. 

The music of the wisperings that flow with silent breeze in the darkest hours of the night may echo in the heavens to inform somebody is honestly longing for being there, in the world of instant response to any wishes and whims!