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Life

Fulfillment

Until a few months back if someone had asked me what would make me really happy – my stereotypical answer with certitude would have been around my success at work or a purchase of a bigger house or world travel.

Having spent the last four months at home, adapting to a simple lifestyle with no shopping, parties, restaurants, travel and even office, definition of the recipe of happiness has changed.

Things which were invisible earlier in the rush of time, seemed to start appearing vividly. Eyes got aquainted to empty roads and ears to silence. The silence was broken only by light whispers of nature – through birds, trees, wind, thunderstorm and bees.

Sparrows perched at my kitchen window
Beautiful dragonfly

The way one needs to lower the noise of thoughts to hear the inner voice, in the same way, the silence and softness around me has drawn me close to the earlier unseen and unfelt. I was so submerged in my chaos that the conspicuous hid right at plain sight.

I have learnt to appreciate the silence which has brought me closer to the little things in life and these little things have begun to derive happiness for me.

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Little things

Little things: A string of ducks

As we live in yet another month during this pandemic, I like many others have connected with mother nature in more than one way. This time is slow with limited mobility and socializing. So, a few days back we drove to a nearby lake before the break of dawn. We sat their on the rocks and quietly listened to the cool morning breeze, the chirping of birds and drizzle.

We walked around the lake and I spotted a string of stunning white ducks feasting on the green grass around the lake. This seemed like a huge family of grandparents, parents and grandkids. I tiptoed towards them and quietly stood a few yards from them. They didn’t seem to be bothered by my presence, so I tiptoed a little closer and then, more. The ducks became aware of my presence and started moving towards the lake. I sat down where I was and then moved a little closer as they engrossed themselves in feasting. I think they realised that I was not a threat and became comfortable around me. While eventually a few of them got into water, many were still around me. I somehow, without much trying gained their trust.

How wonderful would it be to gain trust of the other inhabitants of Earth whom we exploit for our selfish desires?

Let’s be a little less selfish ๐Ÿ™‚

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photography

Baby steps: Photography adventures

Lately, I started my photography adventure with my basic DSLR camera on manual mode. Mind you, I had purchased this camera about five years back with a tonne load of enthusiasm and since then, it was tightly sitting inside my camera bag.

Covid lockdown gave me some time to explore my hobbies and that’s how I embarked on this journey. I had a camera but no clue of its settings and no knowledge around its technicalities. All I knew in this camera was to use Auto mode, I would dread using manual mode and if ever I used it, the picture quality with the poorly used setttings would irate me and within a few minutes I was pushed back to the beloved Auto mode.

Not anymore, I am continually learning different aspects of photography, some technicalities and it excites me more than I ever thought.

I’m happy to share a few photographs here and would love to hear your feedback.

White-throated Kingfisher perched on a dried up tree
Sunset from my balcony
A flock of spice finches (I counted 25) ๐Ÿ™‚
Magpie Robin

Hope you liked these. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Little things

Little things: A moth

Have you ever felt melancholy with your spirit struggling to look up and out of the blue a small thing, gesture or something miniscule that on a jaunty day would barely catch your eye, suddenly wakes up your spirit and brings a smile to your face?

Something like this happened to me when I saw this beautiful moth. It’s called rose-myrtle lappet moth. I’d never seen such a beautiful moth in my life and its bright green colour filled me with exuberance.

There’s something about little things – when they happen, they bring smiles.

Imagine living a life waiting for the big moments to happen.

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mental health

The struggle is real!

It’s been three months of staying indoors. Apart from working from home, I engaged myself in cooking, blogging, photography, gardening, baking and most recently in painting. Initially I thoroughly enjoyed staying at home, getting up peacefully every morning, connecting with nature, relishing every second of my day and admiring the dusk with gratitude. Even this tribulation had one bright side or so I thought.

A few weeks back, I was telling my husband about how the need for psychiatrists will soar post Covid – I was thinking mostly about the medical practitioners at that time and the amount of psychological burden they have on themselves when in the world we have an overflow of patients, a shortage of hospitals and incessantly working healthcare professionals.

As days have passed, I have come to realise that not just doctors or essential service providers will need help around their mental health, but common people staying at home, working from home, young kids who are studying online with no friends to meet or play with and old people who are scared and won’t go out because of the fear of catching Covid – will all need help.

Off late, I noticed that if a sad thought passes through my mind, it bounces between the walls of my house and doesn’t leave. This energy doesn’t dissipate, it just transfers from my living room to kitchen or to my bedroom. Why is it happenings ? Is it my need to be social ? Or is my mind too tired to live in the box? Am I craving a change of scenery? I am happy home, but for how long?

I have started feeling it within – some blues, a little bit of voidness and have suddenly been drawn to my mental health. I am sure, there are others as well who may be feeling like me – unnecessarily stressed and low.

You are not alone – these are difficult times which will pass. I tell myself the same thing everyday. Breathe to take in all the positivity and hug your loved ones so tightly that negative is crushed. In these unprecedented times, let’s kick the hell out of negativity.

No matter how dark it may seem, a new dawn would break soon.

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poetry

Hope

A loud gust shrilled in my ear,
Sharply the eyes looked at fear,
Soaked in pain, with no speck of light,
Deep rumbles with sparks in night.

Alone somewhere deep hope strives,
A little beam of rainbow reckons the wise,
The greys sorround, sorrows seem eternal,
Hands join to the One who shows the light.

Thunder will be tamed and storms would calm,
Hold your breath and see His charm,
The greys will soon ooze a different hue,
Pink will be the sky and life will be new.

The pink sky of the wishes fulfilled,
Breathing dawn into the broken dreams,
Carried a stone and the mountain moved,
With zephyr, the soul will be soothed.

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Thoughts

A fleeting thought..

Mind makes noise and heart listens.

Mind keeps thinking, working the machinery, constantly finding ways to deal and respond. While our heart, it listens as if, with closed eyes and focuses on the feeling. It feels the warmth and the cold.

Heart goes by the vibe and mind with the logic.

No wonder, we are mostly on crossroads between the two.

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poetry

Those days!

Green grass, blue sky,

Sometimes swim, sometime fly.

Caressing the flowers gently,

Strutting ahead rollicking.


Sliding through the squeaky floor,

Into a packed elevator.

Nonchalant and busy,

No sign of tizzy


Bouncing through the crowd,

A little brush up, a light push,

Sauntering through the narrow streets,

With nothing much to lose.


Petting animals in utter randomness,

Playing with one into oblivion,

Smiling to folks unknown,

And obliging to penniless.


Sitting on aย bench,

With people strolling by;

Holding a hand to thank,

Hugging with a loud smile.


Sharing a ride with strangers,

Or trying the clothes from the same hanger;

Passing the half-burnt cigarette,

Or clinking to cheers together.


Gone are those days,

We’ve learnt to smile through gaze,

Masks cover our face,

And homes are our only place.


Hoping for new days,

When homes will be for where we laze,

Not abstaining from someone coming close,

Not waiting for someone to make a dose.


Let’s get over with this phase,

Let’s get back those days!!

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woman

Haiku: A girl’s freedom

Don’t give me your freedom.

I will have what’s mine. Don’t give!

For it’s mine, not yours.

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Haiku

Haiku: The woman!

She walked in, looked up.

In the mirror, she gazed.

The woman of her dreams!