Sunday mornings as ever were a promise to my lethargy...The ticking sound of the clock wouldn't remind me of setting my mind to fit into routines whatsoever. Breakfast was not gulping down something for the sake of having. Instead the true beauty and charm of slow rhythms would strike my mind into unexplainable levels of peace. In such a pleasant mood it was an intuition to check in to my whatsapp messages. Wow! it was a snap of a landscape a beauty that was so tranquilising that I couldn't the resist the temptation to share it. In a few seconds time there was my phone chiming with so many calls wishing us a happy holiday!!!! Indeed without our physique travelling my mind had already devoured the stunning beauty of the scenery. Still it's lingering beauty had captivated my mind with a feeling of gratitude to the Universe. A thing of beauty is a joy forever indeed!
Sunday, September 30, 2018
Friday, November 7, 2008
The Bliss of a Break
My days are so slow and rhythmic;
The toll of time bothers me not
Nowhere to rush
Now, there's no drudgery
Every work - at home
Becomes an enjoyable art.
There's time to listen to the chirp of birds
No butterfly escapes my sight
Every nod of plants and the smile of flowers fills my heart
Whistling out to the little fishes in the pond
And watching them gaily swim.
Even the trickling of the monsoon
Fills my mind and heart
With unknown melodies..........so delightful...........
The pleasure of greeting my beloved and littleones
With a softness
With no unknown pressures at heart.
Everything becomes so enjoyable
I've now an excess account of time in my account
Wherein I lull myself
Within the quietest seams of Myself and the Almighty
O dear, for the countless blessings received.
