I always believed strongly in love having to do with spirituality. More often than not, what you want and the way you want it lands up in your lap.

It was perfect. The way it happened, the stars, the cosmic connections...

The big question we all forget to ask ourselves, though, is, what do you do when you get it?

It so happens that the last month or so has been a beautiful discovery for me, of a life I wanted to live, of a life that shook away all its sorrows and worries. A life that showed me to soak in a moment with a smile and look skywards when there's anger or misery beckoning, for it shall pass you by. In a lifetime, everyone must experience it sometime or the other.

For some, sadly, it doesn't last. Or maybe, for all of us...

And when it does pass you by like a little gust of wind or perhaps just a gentle breeze, you wonder, as I'm doing now. My mind goes back to that painting I love so much, and a strange hope springs up again. Hope....another of our greatest weapons from God after love, of course. This is what hope looks like for me....