Today's fortune:

The luck that is ordained for you will be coveted by others

I like this one :)

The Road

The secluded road through the woods
Darkness that is the devil
The void that is solitude

Splendor profuse on the periphery
Yet in the midst is emptiness
Home to the dead, a cemetery

Trails attach and trails detach
Spiral down the jungle these diverging paths
Yet the road never does find its match

Alone with the shadows
Labyrinthine its digress
Completes the most solitary journey of all

The stages of ascent
The suffering in descent
Traversing through them all
It diminishes into a wall.

Excerpts from a New Story, contd.......

Well let me put the facts straight. None of the above ever happened; it’s all a figment of my prolific imagination. The closest I got was to hold her hand, more like brush over her hand during our morning assembly. The reaction to this was gratuitously harsh I thought. But, then she gave me one of her diamond melting smiles and all ill feeling was forgotten. Things between us went on as usual for a couple of months. Everything was limited to the letters though. I was distressed by the visions but controlled them somehow by constantly denying their veracity. What was most upsetting was that these visions weren’t like normal dreams that people have.

Excerpts from a New Story.

Now that I sit down and ponder, it all began during high school. I was eighteen and in love for the first time. The girl, I suppose as any teenager would brag was this fresh auburn beauty from the adjacent section. High school was still a very awkward time for such indulgences as calling or talking in public because the fear of ridicule reigned supreme in our minds. The only mode of communication that could be safely established was an exchange of library books with letters hidden in them. My buddies at the time and my parents were surprised not too pleasantly I presume at my sudden interest in literature, which was the kind she preferred. As is obvious I wasn’t going to protest to anything, even the uncomfortable questions about my interest in literature.

Happy New Year!

The year that is past
Left dreams that will last,
But the pains it inflicted,
Might have left you affected,
A New Year has now arrived,
And thou shalt not be deprived,
Granting all thy visions,
With hopes in the horizon,
Tis the beginning,
Of another year long run.