I met an Aries and it was love at the very first moment. The arian sheep was like the knight who swept me off my feet with its charm and suave. It was magnetic and magnificent. Confidence is a word that suits none better than this Arian sheep. The energy and liveliness of this sheep is unmatched by the rest of us put together. I was so mesmerised, that I forgot my path and followed it's journey only to realize the very next moment that its aggression and wrath was too hard to handle and this infant was on its own and anyone passing by was mesmerised by it for one moment and the next moment it crushed them ruthlessly and rode away.
As I escaped the Arian wrath, along came running the Taurus bull and at first sight it seemed reckless and ruthless and the eyes symbolised fire and anger, but as it came closer I felt protected and secured by its magnificent aura. I have clashed with its stubbornness innumerable times and losing or winning to the bull is anyways equal to winning, as I have learned the best lessons of life by losing to it, from its insights and maturity. Though the bull has taken me into its inner circle gracefully and I enjoy being with this sober, serene friendly and matured soul, I still dread the look it had in its eyes, the first time we crossed paths.
The Gemini twin was next in line as I continued my journey. I found both my best friend and my worst enemy in the twin. One moment the twin was my guardian angel and the next it was the Satan. The twin was happy, sad, creative, practical, subjective, objective, hyper, mellow all at the same time. I have been entertained by the twin every moment. I am tempted to stay forever with the twin one moment and I dread to run away the very next moment, all with equal emotions. It seems that the concept of love-hate relationship has been framed exclusively for the Gemini twin.
After the rendezvous with the twin next in line was the silent crab. The cancerian crab was soft and silent. The smile was infectious and the moment I set my eyes on it, I felt safe. I felt the presence of a familiar energy and a comfort zone. I opened up the book of my life and the crab was a patient Listener. But the closer I got, the more mysterious it became. The comfort I had with the crab as a stranger was no more as I got closer. Beneath the softness lay a layer to the crab which even the Satan would dread to go close to.
Crab taught me some valuable lessons and I moved on to the royal Leo. The lion was royal indeed. Royal eyes, royal feature and oh such a royal attitude. I dreaded to be anywhere near this blue blooded species for the fear of being thrown of the edge. It takes great courage to get into its inner circle, but once there, I was sure to realize that it was the warmest and safest place to be. The royal attitude was replaced by a caring hug. I found a new meaning to loyalty courtesy the Leo. The occasional aggression and anger still scares me. But this friendship is for keeps.
As I continued my journey , I came across the most intimidating and beautiful lady Virgo. Oh she was so pretty! She was attractive. She was a charmer for sure. One look and I was bowled over by her. oh! I so wish to be as tender as her. She was the perfect epitome of poise and beauty, yet there was something missing. Oh those eyes were cold, indeed they were ice cold. I tried to get close to her but in vain. It was now that I realized, nobody enters the Virgo's inner circle , until she pulls them with her own will.
As it was impossible to get into the Virgo inner circle I moved on to Libra. I have learned the most practical lessons for a successful life from the balanced Libra. The calmness of the Libra is unmatched. A Libra is like an ocean that has the deepest secrets buried in its heart but it chooses to smile in the face of every adversity. The tranquility of a Libra is unmatched. Even in the phase of grave turbulence, a Libra so graciously puts such a peaceful face making me wonder, what it takes to be an epitome of mystery, patience, serenity , diplomacy and self control all at once.
Next in line was my favourite. The scorpion. Misassumed for centuries to be the mysterious soul. As I am myself a scorpion, I can vouch for the fact that a scorpion is far from being mysterious. A scorpion is a hungry soul waiting to grow into an eagle and fly away to the farther lands. The occasional stings are poisonous, but rest assured they are for self defence. Every scorpion who has crossed path with me comes across to be equally passionate and vibrant. Scorpion does not know the language of calmness, patience or diplomacy. It calls a spade a spade. For rest of the world this frankness and raw aggression seems to be a mystery, a rustic and raw mystery that is difficult to handle.
As I collect some best friends from the scorpion lot and move along, my next stop is the Sagittarius. The Archer, who symbolises and represents adventure in its rustic form. A Sagittarius teaches the rest of us, the meaning of adventurous living and oh we are so envious of this wandering free soul. In a world full of mathematicians, the archer is the artist, he is the painter, the singer and the dancer. I envy his spirit and as I try to fall in love with him he surprises me with his hidden venom and poison so convincingly coated in sugar that deciphering the poison from the sugar becomes my biggest adventure.
With enough adventure packed in for a lifetime I bid farewell to the Archer and resume my journey. I come across the mountain goat. The Capricorn. Never before have I crossed path with a more focused and more ambitious species. This winter species knows no failure. The most successful people I have come across in life are the Capricorns, determination as solid as rock and aiming the star from the very first step. You cross paths with this goat and try distracting it from its goal and it will show you what the true meaning of ruthlessness and hell on earth is. Messing with this no nonsense achiever means you are up for some serious trouble.
A Sagittarius soul would have taken the risk of messing up with the winter warrior Capricorn for the sake of adventure, but this scorpion prefers to rather stay away. And thus continuing my journey further, I came across the Aquarius. Perfectly symbolising water and the water bearer, an Aquarius surprised me in more than one ways. It was a perfect combination of the purity, beauty and depth synonymous to the water. It looked magnificent, but the deeper I tried to get in, the more mysterious it got. I saw the friendliest and the happiest face in this water bearer. The most individualist soul among the lot, an Aquarius, as I mentioned earlier, continues to amaze me and surprise me every moment. A philanthropist one moment, becomes the most selfish person when it comes to his family and loved ones the very next moment. He preaches socialism in the society and practices capitalism in person. This person is famous among rest of us for being the most extrovert and friendly person, but surprise surprise!! He actually has a loner and introvert side to him unexplored.
Trying to decode an aquarian soul is next to impossible. So I decide against attempting to understand the complexities of an Aquarius water and instead deep dive inside the water to swim along the fish, the Pisces. Having explored every corner of the land from mountains to deserts, I decide to decipher this water species instead. The fish in the shallow sea are so beautiful, tender and colourful that I was mesmerised to swim along with them to their world, but as they took me to the deeper water with utmost friendliness I came across a depth and darkness that could not be decoded and at times was scarier beyond words. The Pisces came across as the most colourful and vibrant species, multi layered with deeper, darker and more complex emotions than all the other zodiacs put together.