Magic


A spell is cast somewhere, out there, the moment you see a tiny water drop finding its way on a leaf, to the tip. Then it curves and falls on the scorned earth- the joy rising as pure effervescence. 

A spark is lightened, somewhere out there, the moment the unfed, mongrel dog glares at you with its shining eyes and follows you hundreds of miles, just because you let its churning stomach take a bite of the food, you are just bored to eat now. 

 The dark is illuminated, somewhere, out there, the moment the eager horizon is visible because of the orange ball of fire now reflecting in your eyes , quenching your anxiety. 

The wand is swirled in the right motion, sonewhere, out there, when the peaks of your goals are now visible to your hard work. The heart stops beating for a while, making you alive, as the magic flickers around. 

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