When nobody thinks I should, when there’s no need to put myself through pain - how do I explain that it isn’t trouble, that there’s only gain. A leisure hike is just that -all worldly troubles are left behind. It is I and the climb, the wind hitting against my face - growing stronger as I climb higher.
But I’m happy to do it alone. Who else but me? Who can be my best companion if not me? I might have to come down soon but for now I am just where I’m meant to be.
And who knows? When another peak beckons, I shall heed to its call to meet my true self again.
Some songs stay with you forever. Their meaning evolves over time but what they initially made you feel remains the same. Listening to these songs feels meditative, it's almost like I'm in a state of trance while the entire world takes a backseat.
The rhythm entraps me and I, willingly, get sucked into it. It's a loop I do not want to get out of. Music has the power to touch one's heart and soul-when combined with this meditative power, I feel in touch with my own soul.
A sign leaves me because the kids might return soon, but there's still time to savor the song for one more time, isn't there?
There’s always a longing for old days and old friends. Because these are people you grew up with - they’ve seen you through lows, soared with you on highs. These are friends that matter. As I’m out on the terrace, setting up the barbeque for our reunion, it’s hard not to cherish the time we’ve spent together.
Moments where I could be my true self. Waiting for them isn’t hard because I know they’ll show up. They
always do. Finding people with whom belong is the perfect escape. People with whom you can just be.
Your companions in the journey to you. I cherish these
friends and cherish these moments -when I can be ‘me’.
Each dawn, I quietly slip away to the shore. To watch the sun wake up when the world sleeps, as if it is rising just for me. The breeze at this hour,
purest.
The horizon across the sea, widest. The peace, unlimited. The river is quiet now, matching the calm in my heart. The cool breeze mixed with the sun's first rays, warming me up. I dip my feet in the river - like shaking hands with my best friend.
There is no other time like my time at the bank. My "me" time. The sun, the shore, the solitude and me.
This sun and this
orange, that magically blends with the strange blue hues entice my
imagination and I feel compelled to stand. I try and remember the last time I
saw a sunset.
I shouldn't be here, I know. There are things to do, projects to finish and
deadlines to reach. Everyone's expecting me at home.
Was it this beautiful? Maybe or maybe not, but this one is. On
this balcony and with this Sunset, I met myself.
