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Water

dscn0127Water is the gift of life. But it would be unjust to say so, as water for all the living forms is not only a gift of life but a precious gift of life.

 

dscn0069Trying to find its source would be a magical journey.

A journey, that will lead to its end, and only when you’ll reach its end, you’ll realize that it’s only a new beginning.

 

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I tried catching it once, as it ran along the shores but all I got was a slippery eel and wet clothes. So, the next time when it rained I closed it in a glass and froze it.

I liked its white crystal form. I felt proud, that I had tricked and caught some. But as the sun came hard on it, it smiled sparklingly at me and before I could do anything it ran away like a naughty child away from my grip.

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Nostalgia

Whenever and wherever I see these beautiful vibrant red leaf plants I’m surrounded by a fog of nostalgia. It reminds me of a very soon – to approach Christmas. The reds, greens and tiny dots of yellows, forms a very easy combination of a Christmas time, and immediately gushes me with the warm memories of a past Christmas.

As a child, our school would close for winter vacation around the 20th or 23rd of December. Before going on a long vacation, each one of us would take time to neatly tear a blank sheet of paper and draw (at the best) our own interpretation of Christmas.

That would be our Christmas cards; although, in the later years making of cards were substituted with buying read made cards.

Where my artists friends drew candles and cakes, I drew these red and green leaves with golden balls at the center. I don’t know what made them smile, but looking at their happy faces I felt happy, too.

dscn1410At home these plants used to stay in a nice big pot. With the arrival of Christmas, Mr Red And Green Plant used to get a complete make over. I, along with the entire gang of siblings, used to decorate the plant with colourful streamers and balloons. On Christmas eve, we loved bursting and playing with those balloons. Of course, the streamers were spared as they would be reused the next time.

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Quest

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Like a million stars;

Wandering in the galaxy.

My soul, an eternal entity;

Has journeyed a thousand times.

I learn,

And yet, travel ten thousand times more.

When I become one;

I ask.

Did I learn anything?

Is my quest over, yet?

Or will I travel another mile?

Or will I go on another quest?

Inspired by the weekly photo challenge: Quest

Pretend

Happy were my childhood days.

Confusion got fused with happy during my teenage days.

Now that I’ve seen different colours of life;

most of the days I wear a mask;

Camouflaging myself;

pretending, that today is not the same as yesterday.

 

Sometimes when the grief is high,

and pretending becomes difficult;

I stick a smile to my mask.

 

Then, there are some days,

just so good and bright;

that I don’t need the mask at all.

All I need then, is a big fat smile.

A smile that I smile.

A smile that I get.

Makes me happy,

And pretending goes all waste.

Inspired by today’s prompt:Pretend

By the window

I do, believe in miracles. However, I don’t believe that one could fly with wings, but one could definitely fly. We are at least able to get the essence of flight in the form of hand gliding, paragliding, skydiving…sitting on a plane…or even a hot air balloon.

Believe – could stretch as far as our imagination, the catch here only is, that you’ll have to believe, the believe, is believable. And things might turn out in accordance to our belief or even better than that.

For a brief moment I fell in love once again.

There was nothing to be done. I was wondering what to do and so I stood by the window. As I gazed out of the window, I saw something beautiful.

I saw the cloud with a silver line. In fact, for the very first time I noticed that it wasn’t silver but a golden line had outlined a patch of cloud. I stood in the moment enjoying it.

I enjoyed as the sun – a mellow ball – kept bobbling up and down the clouds. I enjoyed the show as the sun came up the cloud and shone like a magic crystal ball and after a fraction of seconds was taken under the grey cloak of the cloud. The up and down…covering and uncovering went on for a while entertaining me with its beautiful magical formation.

I fell in love with the beauty that was at public display.

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Watching the sun rise or set is no less than a miracle. Everytime as my watchful eyes have been a witness to the live youtube nature channel it has never failed me off its creativity.  It’s the best show that one could watch…for free, of course. So if you get the time, do subscribe, to the nature channel and enjoy the short movie.

As I was enjoying all this, I could feel all my worries melting away along with it. I was wishing and hoping… “aww! Please don’t go yet, please stay for a while…”

My thoughts were disturbed as the door bell rang and I went to attend it. It was someone.

I had hardly lost one or two minutes and so I rushed…but it was over. The pink clouds were now dark and the ball of fire was shushed to silence. The landscape had turned cold and the sun was going off to sleep.

In the stillness

The walk seemed like an endless journey to me. The trees and the beautiful flowers no longer pleased me. The farfetched clear blue sky didn’t allure me by its beauty.

I asked myself, should I stop…but the answer was – not yet. My legs were tired and my mind confused. I didn’t understand if I was punishing myself or blaming someone for what was happening in my life.

How I wished at these times – just like in the movies or as in some religious books – a voice could break from the sky and tell me what needs to be done. I am clearly ok with the part: had happened, as it cannot be replayed and edited. And hence, I think, the focus should naturally be on – what’s next.

Now my legs were aching, for in anger I had covered quite a distance.

I kept walking…still.

The end seemed near for it was the edge. The edge was high and deep. I kept staring down below. I kept staring up above. I could have fallen; I could have flown. Instead I sat… I self talked… I sat still… I pondered… I stared….

I sat in the stillness, for a while.

Was I to give up… yet? Was I to give up… so easily?

No ways!

Perhaps, a voice did speak to me. I got up removed the dust and dirt that had clinged onto me.

My self-talk was over. My belief system was shaken and stirred and revisited. My attitude had shifted.

Greater things can be seen when the attitude is altered and perception shifted.

What did I see?

A bright yellow flower, as it stood victoriously under the sun in the midst of some rocky soil. For if the tiny organism could survive, I was certain I too, could. The tiny creature had spoken to me of its determination, perseverance and a strong will to survive. Although, its image was quite contradictory to what it had spoken off.

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Playing a game – must be

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I was at this small lake where I saw many ducks. It seemed, they were having fun… doing what they love doing – swimming. It was nice watching them perform their daily chores with much glee and chuckles.

At one corner, I saw these two fellas performing a wonderful duet. I watched them silently at first, then smiled at whatever they were trying to do and then went for my camera. All work and no play could make anyone dull. So I think, they must have been playing their version of Simon Says. Thanks God! I had my big camera to capture this hilarious moment of my life and a playful moment of theirs.

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