Desperate Times need desperate measures

When there is a glimmer of hope for someone who is under trying circumstances the surge of adrenaline is possibly unquantifiable and unimaginable ( unless you have undergone a similar experience.)
Just remembered some lines from " The Ancient Mariner " coming out of a long forgotten past .
Imagine a group of people afloat on the sea , adrift without water and food for several days ! Their throats are parched and their hearts in their feet . Just try and occupy their mind space for a moment.
Then , suddenly , one of them spots a sail in the distance ( glimmer ofhope ) but is unable to communicate this to his companions - his throat being too dry and so
" .....he bit any arm and sucked the blood / And Cried " A Sail , A Sail ! "

Desperate times need desperate measures !

Goals

When a desired goal is not obtained we start looking for errors and faults , mostly in " something or someone " including ourselves forgetting the strong possibility that its no ones fault " it was MEANT to be so ! "And in future will prove to be " the Best thing " . Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change

Friendship

What a perfect relationship #God offers

 - #True #Friendship  is similar if you view the details 

Do as you want - we are always there for each other. 

Love each other without any compulsion of meeting or connecting every day

But when we do it will be a continuation as if there was no gap

Always there for each other and 

Either ones existence depends on the recognition by the other

The confidence that either one will respond when called on by the other

There is no criticism but only loving help whatever be the circumstances

There is always room for understanding and forgiveness

A poem I wrote on this subject - don't remember the impulse that caused it but wish to dedicate it to all my friends !
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Life was a barren desert
Till along came the Friend
That Oasis of cooling waters
Where every thirst could end

The One who listened
Shared all that was felt
In gratitude to whom
The very being knelt

When a friend leaves
And sails upon the Tide
There is an emptiness
Where only memories reside

Thoughts that haunt
Spectres of shared dreams
Reverberating in hollowness
Once the source of streams

Such is the mirage of life
That imagined future dear
Which fades into oblivion
As far as it is near

Vikaas Nafde  May 2017

Song and Dance of Life

Life is just
The March of Time ,
Sometimes Blank verse
Sometimes Rhyme

Rhythm and metre
Is within our choosing
Pacing it out well makes
For Winning or Losing !

Can go on till we are breathing
Filling out the history of ages
Only thing we can't control is
What will be the number of pages

So my friends Be quick to compose
Create , Daily ,  your 'top of the chart'
Dance to the  symphonies and the beat
Do everything with a Happy Heart !

Choreograph it for a group
Or for a solo dance
Make use of the Stage you are given
Till you physically have the chance.

This Daily soap is full of excitement
Highs and lows are all contained
In your strides they must be taken
Happiness , at all costs , must be  maintained

Vikaas Nafde 12th May 2018 
Kathmandu , Nepal