I awoke with a jolt this morning, at 8:15 am (that damn cough syrup, I tell you!) and realised I hadn’t gotten back to my usual blogging schedule! What had I been doing all these days? As I brushed my teeth, and drew up my to-do list for the day, I decided I would, apart from chilling, write a blogpost today. The morning passed by beautifully and by noon I remembered my to-do list. Switching off the television, I brought out my laptop, lighted a few incense sticks (aww, not really! Just kidding 😉), and prayed to the Almighty for some interesting prompts to fire my imagination. Having done all of that, I settled into my favourite chair, my fingers ready to fly across the keyboard and type up a magnificent post in a matter of minutes.
However, as always, no sooner had I fired up my laptop than the ideas that had begun swimming in my mind, vanished, just like that! I sat for almost 20 minutes twiddling my thumbs, racking my brain and thinking of something to write about. Was I facing the dreaded writer’s block? And, if this continues, how is it going to affect my resolutions? A dozen questions crowded my mind and sent me into panic mode. Grumbling about the inability to write a decent post and stick to my schedule, I cursed myself and reached for the newspaper to see if I could find something there. You never know when inspiration would strike and what would prompt you to write, do you?
And, as I had predicted, or rather, hoped for, I found the prompt hidden in the papers, in the astrology column, of all the places! I rubbed my hands in glee as I scanned the column to see what my stars had in store for me this week. Now, I am really not a believer of astrology; it’s just out of sheer curiosity, when the morale and the mood are running low, that I turn to the stars for help. At times, they do come up with absolute humbug; but, at times, they bring me gifts galore!
On some days, they tell me Cupid’s going to pay me a visit, or, that I should be alert because love is in the air, and I might run into the object of my affection. I sniff the air – like Chikoo does when I cook his favourite chicken soup – to get a whiff of that drug which would raise my heart beat; I keep my eyes peeled for my beloved everywhere I go. Alas, it’s only the scent of either mosquito repellent or a pain balm that knocks me down!
And on other days, the stars congratulate me for a possible windfall! I don’t need to tell you that this does not materialise , either.
It’s primarily because of these lies the stars told that I lost faith in them. Why make all those glorious promises when you know not what’s going to happen? Sitting up there in the heavens, how can those tiny twinkling dots predict our future? I deduced that it was just a pastime for some people looking for entertainment, for which they used the stars to instil into us dimwits some sense of hope during the lousy times we went through.
Just scan through these columns and you will find a pattern there. On some days, the stars have only happy news for one and all. Like, this week, I – the Gemini – will be enjoying good times, personally and professionally. Aries, Taurus, Scorpio, Leo… all have wonderful times ahead! Creativity will be at its best; people will be able to focus on their goals and watch their dreams come true; some will develop the Midas touch, turning to gold all that they, well, touch! In short, life looks beautiful for every soul this week!
And, on other days, the stars are the harbingers of bad news, for one and all. Health, finances, relationships, jobs…they predict turmoil in every aspect of life for every zodiac sign under the starlit sky! And, to think of it, there are countless people who believe in the stars, in all that they foretell! The kind of heartache they subject themselves to; wouldn’t it be better instead to just gaze at the stars and delight in their sparkle?
Anyway, believe in them or not, the stars helped me complete my post and get my writing back on schedule. So, thank you, little twinklers, for your guidance. Keep shining, as always, and showing us the way when we stumble in the dark and risk losing our way! Literally, not figuratively, of course!
Do you believe in the stars for what they predict? Or, do you prefer relaxing in their shimmer?