Thursday, July 9, 2015


The story of queen of heart ( land of cards ): a metamorphic folk tale.
Once upon a time at somewhere on this planet there was a wonderful land.it was land of cards. The card people lived there. They were divided into four suits.
1 The Diamonds
2. The Clubs
3. The Spades
4. The Hearts.
Till the age of 14 years these cards were not told their identity and they enjoyed themselves without knowing their responsibilities. Then after 14 years the day arrived when these cards were separated. They were assembled in front of magnificent mirror known as Mirror of Truth. It was a saying from ages that the mirror never lies. The reflection of the little cards were reflected in the mirror and the mirror would decide that to which suit each card belonged . All type of cards should possess some typical type of virtues. The rule is so firm for each suits of card, nobody could disobey the rules. Card could not believe anything other than the Truth of magical mirror.
Diamond cards were to be the wisest cards and their crowns were of pure white diamonds. They should be the happiest and wise cards. They used to study, sit, discuss, analyse every phenomenon, like why the stars are shining, why the sun rises, why moon sets at horizon, why seasons comes and goes etc. They knew every universal truth. They stayed at high mountains and in a big white marble castle.
Then there were club cards. They carried a black wand in their hands. They took care of rules and laws of the land, whether other cards were performing their duties or not.
Spade cards are most busy. They worked day and night for the card land, they made arrangement for all the cards and generated prosperity of the land.
Now there were cards that were known as Heart cards. All of them carried magic liven-er called “Love” and “a big Red heart” which is clearly visible from a distant with them. They were called upon by all cards in the time of any distress and emergencies .They had to sort their problems with the magical tonic called “Love”. The rule was that, each time after sorting the other card’s problems, they had to break the big red heart they carried with them and then return and fix it again with the same magic tonic “Love”.
The rules were perfectly followed by the cards for many years……….
There was a little card among the cards who used to felt that she knew the secret of flying but never dare to tell the cards what she felt.
Then this little card reached at age of 14 and brought in front of the “Magic Mirror “. The Reflection was of a young beautiful Queen with the cup of magic tonic “Love “and a big red heart on the other hand . The Cards were happy and they celebrated as they have found “THE QUEEN OF HEART””. Since then she became the “Queen of Heart . She was also mesmerized by her new found status and attention of all other cards. And she was engrossed in her new found duties.
“Queen of heart “used to rush to every other cards male or female. Old and young, cryptic or sad with her magical tonic “LOVE “ and continued to sort out all their problems . But she had to follow the rule after sorting a problem, she had to lie down and used to gaze the sky above with a deep breathe , broke the red big heart . If she ever felt happy and floating … she remembered the rule “HEART SINKS, HEART CAN NOT fly”!!!
But was confused sometimes that why she felt that she can fly
Days passed , months passed , year passed … land of cards were same as ever, so the Queen of hearts.
One day after fixing a big problem she lied down with sadness for long … all the cards became so anxious … the case was directed to the Diamond cards . They analysed and analysed , gave her so many remedies. Even they took her to the high mountain. But she could not fix Big red heart with that magic tonic “Love”’ .
One day how ever she felt like travelling . She took a walk. She was walking and walking still she reached at the border of land .
She found a young man was relaxing under a Tree . She felt like talking to him . She came to him and asked Him “Who are You ? which card you are “.
Man replied “ME? I am not a card , I am a shepherd “.
Queen asked “who is a shepherded, what was your duty ?
Man said “well I have no duties as such , I used to roam through all lands and take care of the animals , I have no fixed home ,no wish and nothing!!! But who are you ? “.
Queen explained that she was queen of hearts , most desired in the land of cards and what was her duties . But now she was not able to fix the heart .
Shepherd replied “Do you want to know a secret? “
Queen replied “Yes, what is the secret “?
Shepherd said “ can you give up the magic tonic you carry “?
Queen “How can I “?
Shepherd tell “ then I will not tell you the secret”?
Queen said “ OK I give up the magic tonic “LOVE”. Now what is that secret “
Shepherd came near the Queen and whispered in her ear “ In summer , go where the water is.”
Queen was surprised “what is that “?
Shepherd said “This is the secret”
And woke up and told the queen “Now it is the time to go “. He took the magic tonic and sipped it all and went with the animals.
Queen was puzzled, more worried as she had given the magic tonic to the shepherd . She was left with only a big broken heart.
She was thirsty and it it was a summer afternoon and she walked little longer and heard the sound of flowing water near by . It was clear water ,a flowing river . Queen came near that and sipped water. Suddenly she noticed her reflection on the water . IT was no queen of Heart “. It was a beautiful Parrot with many colours in it !!!….
Parrot saw herself , spread her wings and flew in the sky .
In the evening the cards came there in search of their “queen of heart “. There was no trace of the queen of heart … but a broken Red heart was lying there . Cards took it and made a beautiful tomb in the loving memory of their beloved queen of heart .
In another land shepherd was moving with his animals , perhaps he was singing something . A parrot came to him and sat on his shoulder , touch his face … both were happy to see each other . Then parrot again winged for the sky and the shepherd waved his hands .

Letter to anonymous

"Flow comes and goes automatically," a friend told me during a chat when I was trying to explain why I had stopped writing blogs.

I was wondering if I have lost the flow of words or if I have lost the flow of emotions. Like everyone else, I also go through various feelings during a day. Some emotions last a long time, while others fade away too quickly. But there is no such feeling that wraps me throughout the day like a piece of "pasmina." I'm no longer dealing with such feelings. There is not much to say.

Perhaps it was the magic of "that time" when flows used to come automatically.

I floated with your words, living each moment with the magic created by interaction with you. The sun beam, the wind, a smiling flower on the roadside, and my day-to-day work all appeared to be alive and beautiful. I started to express in writing and poetry my joy at the magic created by our interaction and how everything looked so alive and beautiful. I started to express in writing my joy, my sadness, the moments I cherished, the moments that I lived, the moments that my heart broke, and the dreams that I carried.

It could have been a bright March, a lazy May, a rainy and windy July, or a cloudy full moon night in August...

Flow gradually takes over... River froze. It is now snowing in December. Life is not even black and white; it is grey with reality. Clam, mighty and elegant, but still magical, with all its silence between You and Me. 


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