Oh what a blessed being I am,
We all are.
The days these days are rather soothing, Delhi heat is still far from dawning it seems. The air feels cool and the trees sway joyously. The sun is unrelenting, yet somehow it is still bearable. Just now I reached before time as usual and was walking around in the parking area of the college. This one specific tree always catches my fancy. It has a solid trunk, not that broad but firm and rather handsome in its appearance. How you may ask? It seems like a reliable friend or farther that loves lifts its kids above to grow and thrive. Some grow into leaves, some into flowers which then bear fruits, while the root of this family, the mother binds it all together.
As the rays if the sun seeped through the not so dense canopy that spread over my head, a stem holding a few leaves fell down gracefully twirling on it’s way from the branch through the air and down to the concrete. It was a soothing site. Letting go is not that hard at times I guess. Sometimes we also have to let go memories that are still green like those leaves, and sometimes we ourselves have to fall out from places where can’t grow anymore. In our case however, we don’t wilt like the average leaves but then grow into something stronger and bolder.
But well, what do I know I just sit and write of my musings. Nothing out of the box, just plain, raw feelings. Maybe right, maybe wrong.
Another thought came to me,
We humans aren’t black or white,
We exist in the gray area.
Not an original thought, but a profound one.