Away from the maddening crowd,
Hustling rush.. As a final year student at a developing university my life has been pretty packed up for the last few weeks. Having almost no time to eat properly .. Today I realize something called as peace.. I notice many when they are free plunging into their smartphones and movies or books. Reluctant or ignorant to the lone thoughts. We aren't alone in such world. But after a while I realise what I have been turning into .. Stepping out of my room because my room mate was busy with the laptop I realised how magical the moment was .. To sit under the starlight night, to observe the night life around me. Brought up in a city that never sleeps day and night were pretty much same for me except for the street lights and less human populations.
The city is so lively most times failing to notice the little gifts of the universe. The rural regions have them in plenty . tonight
Feeling my heartbeat under the clear star light night I gaze at the twinkling dots.
Feeling the cold kiss my bare foot I feel the jitters up my calf and spine. My nose feels cold . but I rather not be wrapped up. All I can hear is my deep breath, and the insects acoustics, somewhere I hear the night birds chirp , the bat circles the darkest corners of the silent building. The breeze must have slept I guess so. This moment now feels like magic, alluring me into an undreamt trance, the lizard s existence and the frogs croak tell me the night has a life.the morning rose sleep gently, the grass stays still .. Cold and moist, tingling my barefoot. I awe the twinkling dots that flicker .. They flicker but stay still. There is something about the sky that makes me wonder .. Helps me breathe a little deeper. I am not alone but unlike the social media my thoughts aren't rippled off .. The calm mind just observes as my senses sharpen. I hear the insects. The tiny chirrups . I see the persistent owl. There is life in the lazy grass patch dark to be reveled to me. This moment my senses are calm. My thoughts are just wonders and I am in love with the night to be afraid of it. Feeling unified . I can't stay as I step inside my room.and close the door beside I feel the change In state of mind the walls replace the open sky and the wide spread grass patch, I stare at the ceiling to see the fan wings chase each other and the nightlamp glow replacing the thousand tiny flickers of the deep sky. The bed doesn't feel like the cold grass. Missing the fireflies .. I lay awake returning to the crowded world .. Very different from where I was and that was ? Just two steps from my room. Vowing to return when I find time .. Alas ! And Ah!! That's the issue TIME !!
Hustling rush.. As a final year student at a developing university my life has been pretty packed up for the last few weeks. Having almost no time to eat properly .. Today I realize something called as peace.. I notice many when they are free plunging into their smartphones and movies or books. Reluctant or ignorant to the lone thoughts. We aren't alone in such world. But after a while I realise what I have been turning into .. Stepping out of my room because my room mate was busy with the laptop I realised how magical the moment was .. To sit under the starlight night, to observe the night life around me. Brought up in a city that never sleeps day and night were pretty much same for me except for the street lights and less human populations.
The city is so lively most times failing to notice the little gifts of the universe. The rural regions have them in plenty . tonight
Feeling my heartbeat under the clear star light night I gaze at the twinkling dots.
Feeling the cold kiss my bare foot I feel the jitters up my calf and spine. My nose feels cold . but I rather not be wrapped up. All I can hear is my deep breath, and the insects acoustics, somewhere I hear the night birds chirp , the bat circles the darkest corners of the silent building. The breeze must have slept I guess so. This moment now feels like magic, alluring me into an undreamt trance, the lizard s existence and the frogs croak tell me the night has a life.the morning rose sleep gently, the grass stays still .. Cold and moist, tingling my barefoot. I awe the twinkling dots that flicker .. They flicker but stay still. There is something about the sky that makes me wonder .. Helps me breathe a little deeper. I am not alone but unlike the social media my thoughts aren't rippled off .. The calm mind just observes as my senses sharpen. I hear the insects. The tiny chirrups . I see the persistent owl. There is life in the lazy grass patch dark to be reveled to me. This moment my senses are calm. My thoughts are just wonders and I am in love with the night to be afraid of it. Feeling unified . I can't stay as I step inside my room.and close the door beside I feel the change In state of mind the walls replace the open sky and the wide spread grass patch, I stare at the ceiling to see the fan wings chase each other and the nightlamp glow replacing the thousand tiny flickers of the deep sky. The bed doesn't feel like the cold grass. Missing the fireflies .. I lay awake returning to the crowded world .. Very different from where I was and that was ? Just two steps from my room. Vowing to return when I find time .. Alas ! And Ah!! That's the issue TIME !!
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