From The West Coast of India To The West Coast of USA, and then to the Mid-West, and then back to the Orient...
Walking In A Winter Wonderland...
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They say a Picture is worth a Thousand words. So this article would be worth atleast 6-7000 words. Let's see if they convey what I had to convey about the landscape when I was clicking these.
Like the rotund bunny jumping by right beside you, n swiftly running up the hill, just as he reaches the top, he pauses, his long ears silhouetted against the sky, As if saying, Till next time bro, and moves on Life has more nice moments in store On the lush monsoon hill, When the soft drizzle lovingly anoints you While the cool n light breeze Is Softly embracing you Life has more nice moments in store When you are watching from your window A beautiful mount of green Or walking on it, Wondering what the birds might be saying When some peaceful moments walk together with you Life n God have more of them in store You are passing near a ledge on the hill A dreamy waft of pervading sweet jasmine Suddenly envelops you in the still darkness And makes you pause and breathe in deep the moment When such unexpected but welcome happiness drifts in Life has more nice moments in store As the rain gods march Sprinkling an ethereal fog of beauty where they pas...
At this moment of your life, you find yourself in a place, where you might or might not have visualised yourself in, some seasons ago. May be you planned to get here, may be you didn't. May be you wanted to be here, may be you didn't.. May be you do not like being here, or may be you do...! One year ago I came to this place called Concord. My first impression while in the taxi from the San Francisco Airport, was that I might not be too comfortable with this area. God knows why I felt it that way then. Could be because I was more comfortable with the country-look of Malvern. I sure was intimidated at first. But then I knew I had people here whom I knew well from my past. So, I felt comforted. The decision was taken to be here, for various reasons. I wanted this stopover in life to be reached. So this crossing is being made. We live at an apartment complex. The apartments are on a drive, which is covered by a canopy of the plentiful trees. The Drive makes for a nice walk. For the...
They were more of them. But only three since I became aware of, and understood my emotional self. So, I write about the three only. But I surely do not intend to be unfair to the 4 others, three of them whom I never got to know. The three I was fortunate to have the company of, for significant years of my life were Aaji, BaalMama and Vishnumama. Aaji, my paternal Grandmother, and Baalmama and Vishnumama were her brothers. What is so different about them? Why do I write about them? They were ordinary persons, like the most of us. What was extraordinary about them,however, was that they remained incorrigibly happy throughout their lives. They never read Dale Carnegie, nor Deepak Chopra. I do not think the decision to remain happy was a conscious one. It was probably a state of mind they were born with. A point well mentioned is the sibling bonding between them. It is perhaps the joyful and contented attitude which forged this. And the bond remained strong throughout their lifetimes. ...
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