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Mira is on the way. Bus is running so fast. Her dreams are also running. She is thinking to make the Christmas with her dear family. After a long time, a family reunion will be happened. She is delightful with that dreamy realm. A smiling curve is shown on her face. Wow! What a charming beauty! Just an angel now comes from divine to earth.

Mira belongs from a poor family. 5 members are there. Parents with two little sisters .She is elder. A big responsibility is hanging on her shoulder.

Mira tells her parents-

Ma & Baba, plz listen to me carefully- I will leave for town. I want to seek a job. Anything ,I can do. I'm not well educated but I'm an artist. I love to dance. I hope that I can get any job. After that, she left home.

At town, she is unaware about anything. In the bus stop, a little girl is selling some nuts. She asks her-

Little one, give me some nuts. A tricky smile in reply .

Sister, are you new? I don't see you before. Mira- tiny one, you speak so much. Yes, I'm a newbie. I have come for a job. Sister, you are so cute. This place is not good. You may come with me. Ok dear, let's go.

I'm going with my tiny friend, Dolly. A shabby shelter is visualized. We enter the room. A middle aged woman is sleeping. Hearing feet steps, just asks-

Who is coming? I'm Dolly aunt and also my friend, a beautiful lady Mira. That lady open eyes- who are you? I tell her everything. After listening all, she tells me -ok, I can understand. You can dance. Then I have a cinematic platform. You can take a part for back up dancer. I'm so happy. That's the starting of my new journey in the oscillating platform.

Time goes so fast. Very soon, I'm adapting there with enthusiastically. So many months are passed , I can't take a break to go home. I miss my dear family. Suddenly, the attack of virus COVID-19 is touched me barely. The show lost its first attraction. My schedule is dropping. I'm dreaming an excellent holiday trip at my family. It's not easy after all. I'm sufferings from severe fever. All are scared about my condition. They think, I'm suffering by corona virus. I'm totally isolated. After 1 month, I feel some better than past .The Christmas is coming. I miss my family very deeply. They allow me to go home for quick recovery. I'm so happy. Ready to go home. This time, it’s a new tour for me. From my work place to the celestial abode. A tour full of so many lovely dreams, giving a bit more of peaceful times for my holidays .  At last, my sweet home- with lots of myriads thoughts...

I'm reciting with my own.

“Oh my dear December

At last thee come in my sight

I'm longing for a long time

So many hidden treasures in thy heart

First to last at each day

Thee provide swirling images

Whether snowflakes dance or a snowman

The dreamy realm you provide always

Onward is new song waiting

A bit more time to hear for enjoying

Thee sow the seeds of love

Throwing all painful touch

Santa comes as a heavenly messenger

Giving new hopes of peaceful life

I'm so happy cuddling thee

In the earth as drops of love”

I feel so relax. Keep calm for a bit more time. Suddenly another poem peeping in my mind...

“New year is coming on its way

Singing is hearing a faraway

Dancing is shivering our hearts

Winter snowflakes sketching butterflies

They are spreading colorful sights

Awareness of the upcoming Merry Christmas

Throwing all previous memories of dusk

Making azure a paint board for welcoming sanguine sun

As a last month of the year

Try to provide the crimson colors

To pick roses at celestial earth

Blooming heart is the precious pride

Welcome December with gracious fragrances

Making life to see at new angles

The new sun will rise very soon

Lots of desires showering as a blissful rain

Just drenching there with merriness waves

December sparks as a messenger of dreamy realm”

The bus is stopped at the stand . I drop down now. Taking a sip of tea. Under the sky, a winning sigh. The last few months were so tough. It's a big challenge for me to come home again. Slowly, I'm going to home. My shabby shelter is still same. It's my heaven. 

Mother- I'm coming. How are you all? I cuddle all of them. Wow! What a great feeling ! The world is in my hand. Time is stagnant.

Mother tells-Mira, why do you come suddenly? Are you ok? Yes, my dear mom; I'm absolutely fine. I miss you very much. I miss my home. I want to touch the true love. It's beyond your imagination.

Saying that I'm falling down . Mother holds me quickly. Oh no! What's happening? Mira plz dear, open your eyes. After a certain time, I open my eyes. I'm in a dilemma. I can't recall anything suddenly. Mira!!!! Someone calling me.

Mom! I am fine. I'm a bit more tired. A perfect rest is enough to cheer up. After 2 days, the Merry Christmas. Wow! I still can't believe this, that I'm able to celebrate my dear Santa's warmth welcoming plot. I write a letter to dear Santa.

“My heartfelt thanks to dear Santa

Nothing can stop your warmth welcoming

To give us gifts of merriness

Throwing all soreness for a moment

Dear Santa give us thy precious smile

Mysterious boxes full of blissful gifts

Every heart would be pleased within a second

Creating a magic tunnel for new turning in lane”

After that I stand up and go to outside. The surroundings are so chilly cool. But I can also feel the beauty within all coldness. I'm dancing beneath azure like a free bird. I recite my poem as a song...

“Seasonal dancing

Azure to ground

Whitish attire

As fairy enjoying

What's that all

Foggy weather

Beauty of winter

Wow it's so cool

Mind blowing wavering

Shivering all sites

A chilly cold sketch

Totally amazing

Soul takes this chance

All vibes so vibrant

Bonding with nature

Epitome of loving touch

A mutual friendship

Giving eternal peace

Beyond thy imagination

Perpetual feelings

Creating cascade

Taking a break

To drench for a second

Inhalation of sobering air

To inspire thy soul

Moving onward”

Mira, come here quickly. You are not well. Mother asks me to go home. Parents are real paradise. The celestial touch can get in the family bonding. I'm departed for a long time. I miss all of these precious moments. Ok mom, I'm coming.

It's not lasting for a long time. After some days, I will return to my previous job field. For the earning of living existence, it's essential. I can't deny that. As a dancer I'm try to attract all minds but my mind is not delightful. It's always recalls my family, my precious moments with all memorable events.

What a life!!! Destination is not so clear. Want to walk through a smooth lane. But that's a labyrinth one. What a joke!!! Life is very short in this earth. Just a blink of eye . Anything can happen anytime. Just need to live in the present time heartfully. I'm pleased to get the chance, for an outstanding Christmas enjoyment at today's time. Thank you so much dear God.

December 23, 2020 21:07

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