Let's Quest !!!

 They fear the storm, but they don’t see, The force of life that lives in me. I break the silence, I carve the way, Through the darkest night and the brightest day. Heavy rains fall, a cleansing tide, Washing the wounds where secrets hide. Each drop a truth, each gust a song, A world remade where I belong. Zain, they say, a name of grace, Yet I’m the sky in all its space. From thunder’s roar to soft moonlight, I hold the depths of endless night. So let me rage, let me rain, I am the sky, I am Zain. Not bound by fear, not chained by ground, Infinite, fierce—where dreams resound.

“Rainy days can find peace, happiness and passing of storm, which may turn to claim” We all have been dealt with storms and still dealing with various storm. It might keep hitting inner peace or happiness. Sometimes, felt like having Rainstorm in the mind & heart, which destroy the peace. Here, we start the quest of peace.     Finding peace and happiness is an art specially in hard time. In case we are aware about our inner strength and keep rewarding yourself through this inner strength. This way will take you to correct path of getting, own secret of happiness, peace & joy.   Getting “Peace” is like own reward. However, peace is not always the highest goal in the life for many people, still it is the most basic requirement of life. Recognize the strength to stand strongly and to find the own secret of peace, happiness even you are going through the creepy rainstorm.   ...

 The world told me either I am too much, or I am not enough. These are not choices which made to bluff, I appear in front of the world as a mix of devil & angel, like dark night comes along  with the soft velvety gesture. While others pull my tossed side; you confessed my innocent eye, as the blessing of divine creation.

She becomes warrior using nothing but self-love & self-freedom she needs to fight with them, to live in her zone, to breath in her own. And  she realized, she would have never learned to fly high by someone else’s wings, since the harshest winter will also followed by spring.  

Sometimes sky and cloud, paint their own house, creates a beautiful wall, with the silver shiny ball, circled moon and cube stars, how necessary for ours, they set the wonderful change, covered by the universe though it's a dark night, infinity cosmos shine as white, who spread the full light? To keep the interest alive, in the next morning,  again sky paint the sun at height to show the beauty of change,  extremely loud, but so bright.

Experience brings the inner awakening, inner truth, inner need, inner wise. Experience, learn, and awake, veil illusion placed over eyes, what we want is limitless. And change constantly arrive, like sunrise and time flies.

  "You being beautiful" is an art, while' people say you're not.  Creating happiness is an art, in artistic journey to start.   Quality of thought is an art, like' focused in middle dart. Dealing with people is an art, though, life goes apart.   Carrying confidence is an art, even, nobody sees you smart. Spreading love & care is an art, though, people self-upstart.

In the silence, for a while, air blowing, at the height, for every sound, that floats, from the deep down inside thoughts Bells Bells Bells.!!  Ring your happiness bell.     At the heart, in the head,  there’s sound  in every second need to figure out  eyes can be loud from own secrete each breath shouts Bells Bells Bells.!! Ring your happiness bell.

Backleup the seatbelts, while flying, inside the plane, my patience dying. Passing each minute with high pep, happiness is growing with each step. The journey wherein my soul belongs to, that's why "Heaven on Earth" calls to. Crossing the "Beas" river, always a dream, Love for this moment carried to an extreme. Sights filled while touching the ground, tears defining the ardent bound. Punjab is feeling, not only destination, heart melted with overwhelming sensation.  A soulful drive to the place of origin. so blessed to get the virtuous vision.