Stopping by the Sandy Bay on a Summer Evening...

  

 You are alone! said she.

Stopping by the paved road on a sandy bay.

Well, are you really alone? Look around you,

A sky painted with hues of pink, orange, and a dash of purple.

The retorting sounds of the migratory birds,

And all the quintessence of the natural world,

Are very much alive to keep you company.

The groggy mind responsible for the host of emotions and thoughts, that one feels is constantly reminding you about past incidents, and present and surprising you by giving a mini curtain raiser to what’s to follow.

Your very existence in the given surroundings with all the other elements merge as a complete entity mesmerizing and surprising you always.

You are not alone, says I.

 

 

                         

Stopping by The Window on a Rainy Afternoon…….

  Stopping by the window on a rainy afternoon with a cup of coffee. As many admirers feast their eyes on yet another marvel of nature, a soul just has an Aha! moment.

  What’s that one might ask, well it ain’t any rocket science. You see well precipitation and coffee, the perfect blend of warmth and tranquillity. In this state of Zen, each sip acts as an eye-opener to cherish the simplest of joys amidst the soothing murmur of the falling rain on the window pane.