Be A Candle !

via Daily Prompt: Candle

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I was sitting in the dark today, my house was drowned in an eerie silence after a long time. The BSES Rajdhani Power Lmt. Had to make some repairs in the wiring of my area, and so they had to make a four-hour-long load shedding, and like everyone in Delhi, I too have got an inverter which ironically was to repair this very evening, but the electricity decided to show its importance to me in the morning itself.
I was taken back to my childhood days when no light meant playing Hide & Seek, and it meant going out in the streets and find friends to play with, but now it means cursing the electricity board and waiting for it to be back, desperately. I checked my phone, only 10% battery remaining. My room has no windows, and I did not use my phone to light the room, I wanted to preserve it for calling BSES itself, and so I hunted for a candle in my drawer, but no, none were found, why will they be, they are never used except for birthdays and Diwali. I took one from the showcase, it was a carved candle used for decoration purposes only, and I lit it with the matchbox taken from my father’s little Mandir.
As soon as I lit it my room flooded with calm and pale light that flickered patiently, making my shadow dance on the wall, it’s reflection was falling on the mirror on the opposite wall making another magical candle light up in its depths and I kept watching it as an entertaining pastime and soon was lost in thoughts, like a lost train in the jungles. I loved the company the candle gave me, and I smiled at its nobility, lighting my darkness as it melted it lower and lower, losing its existence with each passing moment. Not once it complained to me that you remember me only when you need me, in fact, it felt privileged that it comes to my mind in times of darkness and loneliness.
Under it was a dark abyss of gloom, which engulfed its feet and I was watching it sinking low into its own blackness. Many times its wick was drowned in its wax, and I felt it will go out, but no, a little gust of wind would make it burn brighter, and it kept fighting the losing battle, turning it into victory. And finally it went out after putting up a hell of a fight, after an inspiring struggle and its short life were over just like that, but my four hours were gone, the light was back the very next moment, and the residual wax on my table was sticking to my table, in the shape of a curve, as if a small smile was playing on the lips of the dead candle for serving its purpose, for helping me, for giving me an ounce of hope and warmth I so needed.
I was wondering why can’t we be like Candles, lighting up the darkness in the souls of fellowmen, giving them companionship in need, letting ourselves burn to serve a higher purpose as we fight the world, as we struggle to survive with purpose, as we reflect our light into the souls of people like us.Let us use this life given to us as a medium to spread hope into others and turn them into mediums of hope, just like one candle can light much more and spread the cheer. Let us see this life pass like candles burns low, and may our light reach the darkest corners, and show a way to the lost.


45 thoughts on “Be A Candle !

  1. Beautiful thoughts. Reminded me of a song:

    When the day is dark and dreary
    And we know not where to go;
    Don’t let your heart go weary,
    Just keep this thought in mind…

    It is better to light just one little candle
    Than to stumble in the dark.
    Better far that you light just one little candle,
    All you need is a tiny spark.
    If we’d all say a prayer that the world would be free,
    A wonderful dawn of a new day we’d see…
    And if everyone lit just one little candle,
    What a bright world this would be.

    “sympathy and patience is my strength and my weakness…” Loved that sentiment from your About page. And thank you so much for the follow. I’ll be back around to read more. 🙂

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      1. And thank you for the follow ! So very much appreciated 🙂
        You’ve reminded me about some research I did on the use of candles. I’m going to hunt it down, revise it, and post it.

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  2. Beautiful write up dear, when i was a kid, power cuts were more frequent in my area, and i would wait for my mother or grand mother to light the candle, so that i can sit near it, watch the fight the flame puts up to light much brighter and shattering all the darkness away. Sometimes the way the candle melts and make patterns is so beautiful to watch, and just one need an admiring eye and heart to appreciate it. And every little gush of wind, the flame dances rhythmically and it teaches us not to give up and keep fighting. I once read a quote “Candles are many; but the light is one”. If we can help at-least one person in our life, the world will be much better. Great writing and brilliant message, kudos dear will keep visiting your blog to read more and more of your brilliant works.

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    1. Thank you dear Sri Satya, what a beautiful comment. I am simply awed by it. It is absolutely right that candles have a charm that no lights can replace, they have a rhythm to them, not just lighting us but also warming our souls my shimmering on our thought. Your quote is real nice, if each one tries to be s candle and give light to just one more soul, none will remain in darkness. Thank you for liking, commenting, following and yes, do visit again. 😊🕯🕯

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  3. You have such a way with word pictures and capturing the mood – delightful! I too was transfixed by power outages as a child, while Mom lit candles all around the house and, depending on the season, we’d scare up a hearty fire in the hearth. It is so rewarding when I can get my teens away from their dumb phones, around a campfire in the wilderness. Fire still holds the mystery, but these pesky little distractions can sometimes blot it out.

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    1. Thank you so much dear, your compliment is so beautiful. 😊 Yes, candles have become thing of past lately, they are magical. Great that you take your kids close to nature and let them enjoy the small, simple pleasure like sitting huddled around a charming bonfire. Be blessed ! 🕯🕯

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  4. What a lovely post – thanks for sharing. I loved the way your words were used to invoke imagery and the comparison to ourselves to be the light for others! Peace and blessings! 🙂

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    1. Thank You so much dear. I am so glad that all my efforts be my feelings that went into this post reached out to you. Hope I am one candle who lights another candle with my knowledge and wisdom, whatever I got. 😊🙏 May you smile always.


    1. Thank You 😊 A writer lives many lives and travels many places. I love yo lose myself inside the pages of a good book and bless the writer for giving me that experience. Your comment is beautiful, will be visiting you soon. 🙏

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  5. Well written as one could picture the room and all that you were going through when the electric went out, as well as what you must have been thinking upon its return. Thank you for sharing.

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  6. Kool. You are expanding my outlook. Hey, that’s no small thing. I am a recovering redneck with an education. That is a dangerous combination. Like my father once told me, Son, your mind is like a bad neighborhood. I would never go there alone or unarmed !

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    1. Thank you so much dear. I am glad you found it enjoyable, it means a lot. Thanks for the reblog and spreading the light. Please do visit again. 😊🕯


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