From The Quill of Suranya

Wrecked. Wounded. Worn Out. Burned down to ashes of Mortification. She rose like a Phoenix, an invincible warrior. ~ SURANYA

 "Your drawing is incomplete." Scolded the teacher. "You haven't drawn your parents' faces." "I am still looking for their faces in the crowd."smiled the orphan. - Suranya

The term Love is probably the most widely misused by man. Love, as an abstract feeling, comes to every human being by instinct. However, it is often in our minds, attached to a person, place or possession as one and the same. Love, in its actual form, is like the air we breathe. You cannot see it, you cannot attach it to anything. It is in everything and nothing. And the absence of it makes you feel the importance of its presence. Love, like oxygen, is our means to survive. No soul is ever deprived of its feelings. It is actually a major driving force for man. However, the word is often replaced with emotions of greed, power, lust, or want. The love for such things makes one ambitious to reach a material goal. But unlike the spiritual aspect of love, which is satisfied once the goal is reached, the material attachment is never-ending. We have something, and we want more. Love, when true, is devoid of tangibility or attachment. It is difficult yet blissful. It is found everywhere in for...

If you ever knew me,  If we ever made memories,  If you ever made a mark in my mind,  You are one of them. A character in my novel of Life. If you made me change,  If you twisted my tale,  If you caused me pain,  You are one of those chapters,  Diverting the plot of the story. If you and I were special,  If we shared a bond of hearts,  If you left without a goodbye,  You remain that blank page  Between two chapters. But whoever you are,  However, we met,  However, you left,  Making my story a best-selling one. ~ Suranya

What is reality to you can be someone's dream, and what you dream is a reality in some parallel universe. Then what is real and what is imaginary? What is truth, and what is a mirage of the truth? It is all in man's mind. Our mind is the most powerful and dangerous thing in the universe. With its illusion, we believe everything we know about the mysteries of the universe is the ultimate truth. Especially for man, whose mind, he believes, works the sharpest on the planet, the universe is a mystery he faces as a challenge to understand its truth. But what man forgets is that his understanding, too, is what his mind can make out of something with its limited knowledge. The thoughts of a mind are judged by other minds with accordance to their own knowledge. But man forgets that, like him, all other animals too believe in their strength as the most powerful. A cheetah knows it can run the fastest. The nightingale knows it can sing. But what limits man is also his mind, and he believ...

You are the Home That no human offered me. You are the happiness, this world never promised. You are the solace my heart craves for. And no matter where I stray, how far or for how long, how tired, enthusiastic, bruised or happy I am, I will always come back home. To You. Everyday. Just when the night meets the day at dawn and dusk. ~ Suranya

You and I  Live across the Universe,  In parallel worlds,  Separate lives.  But in the end,  We always meet.  Where we are supposed to. - Suranya