MAIL TO GAYATRI

Gayatri is furious on the one who hacked her mail and photographs and i know the volcano she struggles to hide when she moves around without showing her inner tremors. Her anger towards the one who decided to hack her  is more than the one who implemented that job. When she finds the creepers in her mail box she gets this fire in her eyes and she hits at the one who ruined her pleasant mind and heartbeats.. She hit at that classic (?) someone with the harshest of words she can find from the world encyclopedias and i know she needs to do that at times. I can understand her more than anyone else in this world.

When she reads of the paid up articles she gets this rage and she takes her mind out to retaliate and i think she found one such like that recently. It is that someone intruded her face book today and her anger i know is not against the intruder but the one who directed it from behind in classic style. She gets this fire from the third eye of Shiva when she finds  the show drama of that tormentor. She opens up her mind at that time to chase him  in the same way he chased her once.

Yes, God has gifted Vanaprastha to Pandavas to show how  Duryodan the mean king misused his power to ruin the pure essence of life..

There i thought i need to write a letter to Gayatri..

Gayatri,

I know you are not that ok today but let me tell you those who break our happiness are selfish ones and there no point in thinking about such individuals.  Things can go wrong and things can terribly go wrong and in our case it just happened because of the meanness of a selfish human. There no need to sit and break our heartbeats on such individuals as they are not worth for even us to remember. Forget and ignore such ones as their aim is to see others unhappy and with that  prim goal  they sneak into our  mail boxes.In the same way we don't worry about shadows as they spread their wings only when Sun is in force and whither away by evening where stars open up.

There again we cannot go to their level of selfishness and there we need to stand in different podium to speak about poetry. Those selfish ones only asked as to move away and try to block our writings and never encouraged when needed. It is because we felt the presence of God in our existence we could write back to withstand the shadows and arrows.  

From our subcontinent we don't need to hire a alchemist to write a fiction to humiliate another soul because we hold in our crown the jewels of our ancient civilization which cannot be traded against a bagful of money.



There waits the intruders and i know it is difficult to hold back when they cross the line of control and i can understand your mind.. 
 
Don't worry Gayatri as there above the sky believe me  there real God Watches... to take care of us and to protect us from all the intruders..

 I can hear your heartbeats and it is like a poem and there we don't need to worry about the intruders who hide their blackened mind under the branches of a shadow tree..
We cannot rely shadows as they turn shapeless on every passing moment.

Meera