Perceptions....

As is..

Life is beautiful..almost surreal, in its clarity, its colour , its pace

The sky is clear…like in a picture and the winds clean…

The space around me still…if I snap my finger, I did disturb the quiet of the place.


Most people from past life want to know what I am doing, and if I do ever send them a documentary…It would be the most boring thing they ever read….how does one ever document nothingness and blank space?

I am in a place that’s famous for nothing and goes nowhere and there isn’t much that one can do either….but if I did have to click a few pictures….i would need a 360 degree camera to capture the entirety of it all….as soon as I put a frame to it..it disappears….and if someone were to ask me to describe the “it”..i am sure I would have no words or even expression..probably a moronic expressionless face is what they did receive…

I have stepped out of my own life..sometimes feels like this is the easiest thing to do….no responsibilties, no attachments, no obligations….just pure space..like living alone…..

Someone earns to feed you
Someone does something, he likes/dislikes so you enjoy this calm….follow your dreams….Enjoy…..

I can enjoy this time,because I know what’s on the other side and I know how valuable and precious these moments are….

How savoury the feeling is …to cook for someone….to be there at home, when one needs to talk…to be “in form” when the other just throws hints and subtly states the unstated…to pick up those clues…..

The most boring jobs are also the most interesting because boredom is never in things themselves but in our perception of them….As they say:

An ordinary is as extraordinary as you think it is
A life as livable as much as you want to live
And a wait as memorable as the moments that make it….

Labels: Life's Little Miracles

posted by shikha @ 4:43 AM 3 Comments

Of Tea, Bhajias and Pittar Pattar

Overpowering Clouds,Thunderstorm, Splashes of water, Overwhelmed waves cut across the rocks.

Murky roads covered with a spread of Gulmohar Leaves- bright Red, Orange.

Young couples smitten by love sit in cuddly romantic comfort. Unguarded, innocent moments!!!

The world which is otherwise a soot covered portrait springs to life with rainfall, fresh, green, anew….

The sky is clear, clean from the pollution laden air, trees get a good wash and sport a fresh green,happy colour…..

I love rainfalls, as much as I love Christmas, just that rains last longer…a complete monsoon!!!! And then there is the small little pleasure of enjoying an icecream with wet clothes on, the chill outside is doubled with each bite of the ice cream. Bones Shudder, Teeth crackle, Goose pimples layer me.

Taxis splash dirty water,rain drops drip from my eyelashes forming small pearls..which sometimes reveal a rainbow, water from my wet hair drenches my back…I am officially wet…..to each bone…..
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A hot water bath

Savouring bajjias with Garam Adar chai watching torrential rainfall from my window. Seems like all worries sound meaningless.Small. They get washes by the rain that drenches me, gives a clearer, more open mind, to see things otherwise invisible….

Late at night, reading Shantaram, with the pittar pattar back ground music of raindrops on the balcony floor….

Is there a greater pleasure than this????

Labels: Life's Little Miracles

posted by shikha @ 3:24 PM 2 Comments