I slept at 10:30 last night and woke up at 9:30 this morning . This has been the longest i have slept in ages. I still have a heavy head from all the crying. We all love talking about the happily after and people who spend a lifetime with each other till death does them apart. After all they are love stories with a happy ending but there are some stories that are not that lucky to be told to everyone .
Solitude is never a mainstay in a forest .one needs to silence themselves to immerse in the sounds around. The stinging sound of crickets, sparkles of fireflies or the rustle of dried leaves!
In eight years of getting together i have either lived , crossed or spent some time in a forest . Whether in sevoke or doon , while people safeguard homes from thieves , we had build fences to keep away elephants, leopards or even monkeys !
While the world fought wars , ours had been chasing the animals away!
On the way back from gym around 8 , i would always imagined that one day in the dark patch there would be the leopard! Alas I got saved . waling fast yet composed,sounds of my steps and breath both heard distinctly, till i could see the faint light of street lights from the accomodations.
Sitting in the middle of a forest with the evening sky deepening into murkier shades of blue or the first light bringing it's semblance of life and sound , though complicated and lost one who knows their pattern find their way!
Sometimes people see and decide what they either feel , do themselves or choose to see . Recently i was asked one day on how i while away time sometimes having an emotional reaction demands energy and contemptation, if i could use it on writing a piece or appreciate beauty i would rather have it that way.
Well there is plenty to do if one find themselves.Lots to comprehend and put it on paper. Much to priorities , many to stack and enough to assimilate and let go . I let the person know that my hands are full and to do list is overflowing. I smirked with a belief that sooner or later he/she finds a way to plug put in some soil in his own hollow for germination to take place .
NO ONE FINDS A PERFECT DAY I MADE ONE BY SLEEPING ……