I read a recent interview by Gregory David Roberts - perhaps you would know him better as the ever popular Shantaram - in which he quoted that the most overused word in literature is 'magic'. I was somehow taken aback when I read that. If magic is so talked about in the world of words, then why is our belief in it so sparce in our lives? Why do most of us instinctively get defensive whenever we are faced with attributing anything to magic? Who is not skeptical of astrology, of alternate methods of treatments, of love at first sight and of premonitions.
Magic to me is something that does not have a logical explanation....something that has so much beauty in it that it would be marred if we tried to find an explanation. Magic is in the myriad of colors in the sky, in the smile of a street child. It is believing in the goodness of people and not being proven wrong. Magic is that one soul-mate who will live through life knowing that you are thinking of him/ her somewhere in the world even if you never meet again. I wonder how many of us still believe in it? I am in this tiny minority I fear. But how does one explain the 'knowing that this is right' when we meet someone for the 1st time.
Magic is what helps me go on, almost like the air I breathe. It gives me a reason to wake up everyday with a smile on my lips. If I could gift anything to the people I love, I would gift them a little bit of magic in their lives....
She writes from the heart, says what she feels, and lives to explore. Alone in a crowd and often misunderstood, she's a nomad who finds home wherever she roams and immeasurable joy in the colours of the sunset sky. You'll find her dining alone with a book, on a table for one. This is her story.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
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Its refreshing to read your writing. THings one doesnt think about cause maybe we've become so caught up in the 'daily routine' of just 'living' or existing for the sake of it. Magic exists as you so rightly believe-its not just about making something disappear or reappear but in everything around us-we just have to really open our eyes n stop to look-Im glad to see that there are other people who believe in this kind ofmagic-it surely brings a smile to an otherwise wane n dull day :) Keep writing!
We know how many seeds are there in a fruit, but no one know how many fruits are there in a seed, that is magic, Nature is magic and I believe in this magic...
And I just loved this sentence:
"Magic is that one(?) soul-mate who will live through life knowing that you are thinking of her somewhere in the world even if you never meet again"
Reading this post refreshed my belief in magic.
Love at first sight...I believe in. Haven't had too much time to ponder about Occult...but know that it is widely derided. It is the human way of putting an explanation to something they can't explain. But then the same humans go ahead and fall in love. Which is as mysterious as any magic I know... Hypocrites. :)
hey...readin your blog for the first time...nice :))...now that you mention it i realise what a beautiful word it is - 'magic'!! :)
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