Work. Eat. Read. Sleep. Wake up to a rainy morning or a cloudy evening. This has been my routine since many days. I wished to fit in blogging too, but my mind seemed peaceful and content enough to idly wander. Right now, the most important things in my life seem to be running to the door to watch the numerous peahens prance around in our garden, waiting for the lone peacock to spread its feathers on our coconut tree, a drive along the wet path towards a happy beach which is being kissed in proxy by rain drops... Who wishes to bother about the problems of the world when one is in the midst of paradise? The bustling world and its numerous shortcomings seem to exist on another planet. Sayonara.
“ What is the feeling when you're driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? It's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” -- Jack Kerouac (American Poet and Novelist) From what I have seen and admired in humans, they are eternal optimists. Goodbyes seem to break us, but we straighten up and walk, holding our head high, blinking away our tears. And as regards the specks of people dispersing, when something moves away, something else comes near. Guess that's how laws of nature move. If a time comes when nothing else comes near, it's when we will become really alone; alone to live and love life without any reason, taking the next step forward.
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