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That Playful Drop of Water!

One of the perks of living in a small city is, you are almost always close to nature, especially when your city is known to be clean and green. I cannot say that this is the cleanest of all but when compared to all the other cities that I have been in, my city is unquestionably clean and green for that matter.

I mention one of the perks above, because the other one is extremely less traffic, which helps me to go on long drives even during the day. Today was one such day where I had the exceptional chance to delight in and devour the gorgeous and deadly amalgamation of nature’s tricks.

I was on my way to let’s say ‘someplace’ when unexpectedly and yet incessantly my inner goddess was screaming at me to divert ways. And I am a fan of her, my inner goddess, you know. I just cannot desert her. After all she is the one who stays with me, always; my constant and unbroken support even when I don’t listen to her and make wrong decisions. And so, I avert ways.

Where? I don’t know but I do what she says and instantly I am drawn to the most secluded part of the city. I don’t know what I am doing, and where am I going, all I know is I am driving. I am driving to the most serene part of the city, and to the most magnificent part of the day.

And suddenly I am unerringly aware of my surroundings.

There are two roads diverging in front of me, and I take the one that is less crowded 😉

I am driving at a very measured speed. I am in no hurry and I am instantly overwhelmed by the towering trees on both sides of the road, making it difficult to even look at the sky, the daunting sky!

Leisurely, I stop my vehicle and park it in a corner. There is a bench on the corner of the road and I sit there for a while. I breathe. The smell is so fresh, that I close my eyes and get drunk with it. I am already losing consciousness. But the mere sight of my inner goddess dancing and scowling at me makes me instantly aware. I am aware, surprisingly well aware of a glorious sunset, right in front of me, where the road seems to end, where I can see something more than those intimidating trees, where I can see the hint of a sky, an orange sky where the sun is setting at its own pace. It seems to me like a horizon, a place to where I want to walk. I know I cannot reach there, but the prospect is enticing.

The place is disturbingly secluded, but I am okay with it. Slowly, I walk to the middle of the road, where I can see the slightest hint of that orange hue from midst of those trees and look up.

It is so beautiful that I want to keep staring, keep soaring. But even Icarus was rewarded for soaring too high. I shut my eyes after a long time, and look down, and yet there is a deep auburn and bright echo inside my sealed eyes.

Just then, when I thought I had listened enough to my inner goddess and should head back, a chilled drop of water fell on my neck, and ran through my back, sending shivers down my spine.

Oh, the shivers that it gave me, taking me completely by surprise!

I shot up, glaring wide-eyed right at the sky.

Questions squirming.

Mixed feelings.

Dancing emotions

And a thrilled inner goddess.

I smiled!

And just as my smile brightened at that inconsistent and erratic sky; another drop of that startling water touched the corner of my mouth, running down my chin, further down my neck and finally mingling with the musk of my breast.

Oh, the feeling, the sensation that it passed through me.

A small bead of that water making me squirm?

There were butterflies all around.

White trivial flowers were thrown across the path, below the trees.

And then it started drizzling!

I have never loved rain so much.

Never!!

I let myself soak in that cool and unseasonal rain and I don’t care about being drenched.

Listlessly, not wanting to go; not wanting to let go of that pleasing picture, I move.

I start driving, nearing the horizon, that which seemed remote and distant; unreachable.

I am driving as slow as I can balance, as slow as I can allow myself to believe that I am moving forward. I just don’t want to let go of that spectacle, but neither do I want to reach that skyline.

And just when I am nearing the end, just when I feel I am losing those looming tress, I see some colours. It’s not blue of the rains, and it is not orange of that blinding sun.

It is every single colour of the rainbow!

I can see it, I can almost feel it, and now even I am dancing in my mind. My heart is in my mouth, and I am euphoric.

What more could I possible want in that moment?

 

I can see all the colours right in front of me. And what I feel and what I see is beyond words.

In that moment, I don’t want to move, I don’t want to go forward, I want to be there. Simply be there.

I am static now, my head slightly tilted to the left, admiring every inch of nature, wind gushing my senses, splattering locks of my untamed hair on my face.

And in that moment, there is a small salty droplet dripping from my eyes, caressing my skin, inking my cheeks, warming it with its sensations that I had not felt in a long while.

And suddenly I am alive!

 

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Crazy Sunday!

Sunday morning, beautiful weather outside, cool and calm air caressing you, a good book in hand, a warm cup of coffee.

Anything wrong with that? Nope, sounds just perfect. But a perfect day was just not for me.

Instead I decided to be the good girl, and sat with my books to study. I had been delaying it for quite some time now, so there I sat with books in front of me, the lovely weather outside tempting me every five minutes. I resisted the temptation, telling myself that I will enjoy this perfect setting in the evening.

So I studied till lunch time, had a delicious home-made lunch, and then was just trying to set that perfect scenery, I got the book that I was reading, placed the chair beside the window in the balcony, opened the giant windows, and was just about to get that cup of coffee, when..!

When I got a call.

My initial instinct told me not to pick up the call, because that call on a Sunday meant nothing but work!

I picked up anyway, and ended up with a meeting of about an hour.

Sounds fair! So I can come back in an hour and start with that perfect setting, I told myself.

I got ready for that meeting in fifteen minutes within which I had managed to fix myself with another meeting with some clients.

Okay, now I have two meetings? That’s okay, its 3:30 and I can still come home by 6 max.

And then finally, I realised putting off stuff isn’t any good. I shouldn’t have put off that reading session.

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As always, I was kept waiting everywhere, and I managed to complete both the meetings by late in the evening, well it wasn’t even evening anymore when I got out of the place. It was 9 o’ clock and pretty dark.

So I drove home, ate my dinner in silence, with my head throbbing all the while. I was so tired and drenched (Just two meetings, right? Was I over-reacting?), I did not wish to do anything; even the TV had nothing to help with.

Working on a Sunday? Really, why? Why did I agree? That shouldn’t even be a thing! Working Sunday as a concept should be removed from our mind-set.

 

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That is when my dad stepped up, he took me out for a long drive, we stopped for a drink, (a mocktail, of course) and then we drove around a little bit, hardly talking to each other, with soft music playing all the while. Oh my God, that feeling, I cannot simply express how I felt at that moment. It was so soothing.

And then he simply said, “We should do this, more often.”

Oh of course, we should.

PS: Apart from the reading, I also missed being the crazy questionnaire to my mom, over that mythology show. Hoping for that to happen on the upcoming Sunday, but then it’s a week away!

And that’s how #3

When we left for another city, we left with a bang. After a tiresome day we enjoyed ourselves with local delicious food accompanied by the coolest fresh air and folk music. Could it be any better? I dont think so.

So the journey ended and Mr. R and I reached ‘our home’ somewhere around late night and extremely early morning. We were dead tired from all the day’s work and the sitting in the car and we just slumped into our beds.
We woke up in the aftrrnoon and still we slumped all day on the couch, watching tv listening to music and getting up only to get food or water. I know I am up for travelling but I guess if I did not have this lousy day, i would exhaustyself completely. So  I guess it was better to at least relax too rather than overdoing it.
We left our place only in the evening to take a walk and get some chilled milk shakes. And we strolled back home. But we just couldn’t contain the boredom so we decided to go for a bike ride  it was cool here and so post dinner, almost after mifnight, we went for a bike ride, at first over speeding on the empty roads but then going completely 20 and 10 kmph only to avoid getting back home early.
While we were driving bsck I saw something disturbing. Two men were riding a bike at 40-50 kmphs but then they were literally dragging a dog along with them, screaming to run faster. We assumed the dog was being trained for some thing but apart from that, I still feel any reason could not justify this behaviour towards the dog.
Anyways we got back home and after a bit of tv watching amd reading we went to bed. I could just say we went to bed, but we did not sleep. We listened to a lot of music, we chatted uncontrolably, laughed at ourselves, brought back memories and then finally dozed off knowing nothing about tomorrow.
And thats how we have fun with each other. Just laughing, talking, and sometimes even staying in. But most of all the company matters.