Ocean refuses no river

Its told that the river usually quivers before it joins the ocean. She slows down as it nears the end. Witnessing something infinite do shake her for once. Maybe due a fear of something unknown or being lost in a vast sea. The fear of losing the familiar shore, and embracing uncertainty. In the cocoon of the comfort zone, a fear of change seizes her, like roots overgrown . The fear of an uncharted space like a novel world where you have no deadens and all you can see is the horizon. Now, deep inside she knew if she would move forward, it would risk her own existence. That's when the realization hits you that at the end of every journey may not be a destination we dreamt. And that's why its told that every story is about the journey and not just the destination itself. So we cherish the journey, for it's in the wandering, we find our grace. The beauty of travel, in every mile is an adventure, in the river's smile.

The journey is always worth remembering. Maybe she have a million stories to say. The one with the mountains and also with the fields. Through valleys deep and canyons wide, it flows with purpose, a relentless tide. Murmuring secrets to ancient stones, its a serenade of water in gentle tones. Stories of pebbles, flowers and some eternal grace. Stories of humans with poetic thoughts, who came nearby to connect their dots. Stars twinkle above, in cosmic ballet, guiding her, lighting her way. Being a silent passenger ,she observes every sustaining creature touch her gently. She feels ethnic every time she is included in a landscape. However the journey of a river isn't that easy too. Torrential rains, a tempest's cry, the river swells, reaching for the sky. Amidst the man-made structures, concrete veins, dams and bridges, imposing chains must she navigate sometimes. Polluted waters, a murky plight, human footsteps cast a shadowed light. Yet the river endures, in silent fight, cleansing its essence, reclaiming its right. She stays as a role model to every human. That no matter what comes your way, you need to flow ahead above all the tornado because the only constant in this world is change. So you are left helpless and you take the risk because if you are not moving forward it must mean you never will. Being unaware about what the very next moment can gift us always keeps us moving. Finally she takes up the risk to join the ocean or to be disappeared for ever. Because within every fear , a courage unfurls. Like a poetic dance she travels and swirls into the new world. From mountaintop to ocean's embrace, it was story of a River 's race. The mirror of journeys , a liquid dream disappears as it dissolves into the ocean. You acknowledge the fact that entering the vast ocean can defiantly change everything around. And you end up with the greatest lesson of life, that stepping into a limitless world of opportunities isn't actually losing yourself but finding your uniqueness in a new way. Yet, in the risk, a beauty lies, a merging of worlds under open skies. The river surrenders to the vast sea, a poetic union, wild and free. As the river's essence spreads all over, its equipped with both risk and rewards intertwined. Because this endless liquid journey was lost to find itself again. She was a fusion of waters with a destiny sown, and in the risks she takes, a new world is known.

For when you join an ocean, you become an ocean yourself.