Seasons were changing without any notice and I was too busy to realize these changes. Winter was depressing while the summer was sultry. Then came the monsoon irritating not just me, but the whole Hyderabad. And autumn always gives the rest my tired body needs after all these season swings.
But today the weather is quite different. It has been like this since a week. Brumous in the mornings and breezy in the evenings. I have always been a fan of such revitalizing days. They bring out the best in me without many or any efforts. Today is one such day or rather one such evening or more precisely one such hour. From the time I started from my office through the journey to my home, I experienced the most calmest and relaxed period since a very long time.
My office is located on a high-end area in the city. Five-storied, beige colored, equipped with centralized-AC and tightly sealed off with mostly walls and here and there a few windows, creating a totally different and artificial environment. So, when in office I am not aware of either climactic changes or terrorist attacks going on outside. When I stepped out of the my office I was welcomed by dusky clouds and gentle winds. It was a potpourri of seasons served in the bowl called today.
I walked towards the road gelling with the nature's glee and dancing in the tune we created within minutes of our meeting. We have met earlier too, that happened quite often then, but now I am a grown up. Well, that's a whole different story. Then came this day when I felt like I am back into my past by a few years.
I felt a new energy flowing in my veins, I smiled at the security who ogles at me. Suddenly, everything settled in its own place, everything had a solution. I alone was enough to make things happen. I felt I could do many novels just this one evening, both reading and writing. My mind was running with ideas and thoughts unlimited. I found them hard to hold, difficult to note, but mandatory to quote.
I suddenly remembered those days when I used to spend evenings alone on the terrace of my building, looking the sky change it colors, deciding which adjectives to use to describe them justifying exactly to its beauty. I dint know back then I had a flair for writing, but I did know that I love nature. The flair was discovered and developed, while my love was lost and forgotten.
I was myself smiling at absolutely nothing and next second I notice I see others smiling at me too. Life reflects life. The rain washed away my tensions. The breeze swayed away my problems. The trees gave me the shade which none offered and the sky gave me the hope which the saints never preached.
There are lessons that mentors can't teach, problems that family can't solve, gaps that friends can't fill, situations that fate can't change, may be they are not even familiar with the existence of all these lessons, problems, gaps, situations. But only one supreme power is aware and has the might to do change them - You and You alone.
But today the weather is quite different. It has been like this since a week. Brumous in the mornings and breezy in the evenings. I have always been a fan of such revitalizing days. They bring out the best in me without many or any efforts. Today is one such day or rather one such evening or more precisely one such hour. From the time I started from my office through the journey to my home, I experienced the most calmest and relaxed period since a very long time.
My office is located on a high-end area in the city. Five-storied, beige colored, equipped with centralized-AC and tightly sealed off with mostly walls and here and there a few windows, creating a totally different and artificial environment. So, when in office I am not aware of either climactic changes or terrorist attacks going on outside. When I stepped out of the my office I was welcomed by dusky clouds and gentle winds. It was a potpourri of seasons served in the bowl called today.
I walked towards the road gelling with the nature's glee and dancing in the tune we created within minutes of our meeting. We have met earlier too, that happened quite often then, but now I am a grown up. Well, that's a whole different story. Then came this day when I felt like I am back into my past by a few years.
I felt a new energy flowing in my veins, I smiled at the security who ogles at me. Suddenly, everything settled in its own place, everything had a solution. I alone was enough to make things happen. I felt I could do many novels just this one evening, both reading and writing. My mind was running with ideas and thoughts unlimited. I found them hard to hold, difficult to note, but mandatory to quote.
I suddenly remembered those days when I used to spend evenings alone on the terrace of my building, looking the sky change it colors, deciding which adjectives to use to describe them justifying exactly to its beauty. I dint know back then I had a flair for writing, but I did know that I love nature. The flair was discovered and developed, while my love was lost and forgotten.
I was myself smiling at absolutely nothing and next second I notice I see others smiling at me too. Life reflects life. The rain washed away my tensions. The breeze swayed away my problems. The trees gave me the shade which none offered and the sky gave me the hope which the saints never preached.
There are lessons that mentors can't teach, problems that family can't solve, gaps that friends can't fill, situations that fate can't change, may be they are not even familiar with the existence of all these lessons, problems, gaps, situations. But only one supreme power is aware and has the might to do change them - You and You alone.
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Arre kya yaar Sunday ke din b kaam...=-O
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