HOW MAGICS HAPPEN?
I have always believed in magic , magics unlike to that in books and stories, different from cinderella's and snowwhite's, far from wanderland of alice. Magics that are not sudden and hefty, but like pieces of sunshine and hope, illuminating my darkest hours. Magic happened, when i painted out of lines, despite of being flawed, it reflected beauty and hope. Magic happened , when sunflowers at my yard, bloomed with frost of winter, spreading sunshine and smile. Magic happened , when the incomplete poem i had once written, matched rhythms with a ballad at an open mic, and finally it found its peace. Magic happened, when i almost drowned in my thoughts, someone showed up and dragged me ou t, and took me to fresh air. Magic happened , when gust of monsoon had soaked me up, and drizzles had blurred my glasses, I found someone holding an umbrella for me. Magic h appened, when my heart didn't stop beating, after witnessing my long distance friend at my door, holding bundles o...