Only a Few Stars

It had been one of those days when life appears not so wonderful. My work was consuming me and that felt good. However, it did not look like it was working. The enterprise was apparently in distress, the team lacklustre. More not so good things were happening to us than the good things. Questions marks floated anywhere, anytime. While a few bright individuals continued to soldier on their own, the vast majority appeared alienated. Something was amiss!

And as i stood still, in my garden, in the early hours of the night trying to arrive at peace with myself, trying to collect my thoughts, to delineate some order in the madness, i chanced to look up at the sky. ( or is looking up to the heavens a normal reflex reaction under severe duress!) The dark sky was boringly plain, as if void of imagination, with only a few stars. In my quest to find more of the distant, inaccessible lights, my thoughts leaped to my childhood. I remembered vividly, how stars in abundance littered the firmament then. Our not so small joint family, followed not so urbane proclivities, and most members would chose to sleep on manjis in the open skies, gulping in generous doses of fresh air. You could do that then, at least in the small towns. The sights would enchant and one could easily dream. The night sky appeared cheerful but silent, and full of life. Whether its a figment of my imagination or otherwise, the skies now looked empty and meaningless with just a few sparkles.

And so it dawned, just like the night sky needs more than just a few stars for it to bring a smile, so in any aspect of one's life. The key, it appears, lies in lighting more and more lamps, and bringing smiles to more lips