From the lady to the Mistress

A fine evening as i was sitting on the edge of a cliff gazing at the mighty himalayas , the dhauladhar ranges a thought struck me.

Maybe all a person require in life is stability from all aspects of the life and Mountains have kinda mastered the art , The Art of Equilibrium 

The thought was enticing yet repulsive , joyous yet melancholic .Do we really need firmness in a roller coaster of emotional soothe and distress or we just continue the legacy of being in status quo 

The letter is actually to my Sister , she's getting married a day after tomorrow , an Auspicious day for every parent and a period of vagueness for the child as to what lies in the womb of time 

Maybe i will never be brave enough to recite it to her but yes She's all a girl can be - a blessing to the home , a shoulder to her brothers and sisters , a sword to the insecurities, a warm hug to the opportunities and the World to Me even if i don't exaggerate . 

A new chapter they say but maybe it is the same story with the charecters replaced, she'll always be too good to be true . 

All the soul we've shared from down in the dumps to walking in the air , we have come a long long way didi but as the metaphor of equilibrium and the stability of himalayas , the mountains still tend to grow high as will be your grandeur . and as they keep the coniferous trees close to them , I'm always with you ,in every decision you take, 

This is the fine winter we talked of which will free you away from shackles of insecurities . it has arrived 

The Dark has rested , the Winter has come and you will become the Mistress from the Lady , no less .