Contrary to the title here, I am referring to the spring.
After Makar Sankranti, spring is officially here. For some deciduous trees, spring time equals to fall and with that comes the magical journeys of leaves.It’s nothing out of ordinary. But still always has a spellbinding effect on me and brings a smile in mind. From top to the bottom…. Sometimes just hanging in there and Swaying gently in the wind rest of the time. When these leaves fall, I get mesmerized by their subtle play of glimmer…in the golden sunshine or in those haunting lamp lights. They have the same effect on me as do fireflies.
Nowadays specially, I get to see it abundance. When I walk in the evening on the main BARC road, a light breeze sweeps away the dead ones into numerous eddies. And all the way till end, leaves keep their random dates with me.
These late evening walks remind me of my times in Delhi. Those boulevards and the pleasantness of walking on those wide roads lined those shady green trees. Oh!
My friends say you feel happy and rejuvenated when you run. I have never been into running. But I guess that happiness I have felt in those lazy strolls along the swathe of fallen leaves. The serenity which descends upon the mind can be rarely found elsewhere. Seems like on those selfless acts of nature (obviously no act is completely selfless ever. Its either for one's good or the greater good. In this case.... resource conservation) which provides for those who can appreciate it. Sometimes, in the moments of bliss like these, I feel like thinking is there a need for others. But, it seems, the message is lost on those other moments.
After that, its simply gone……… in the same manner it appeared. Stealthily.
After Makar Sankranti, spring is officially here. For some deciduous trees, spring time equals to fall and with that comes the magical journeys of leaves.It’s nothing out of ordinary. But still always has a spellbinding effect on me and brings a smile in mind. From top to the bottom…. Sometimes just hanging in there and Swaying gently in the wind rest of the time. When these leaves fall, I get mesmerized by their subtle play of glimmer…in the golden sunshine or in those haunting lamp lights. They have the same effect on me as do fireflies.
Nowadays specially, I get to see it abundance. When I walk in the evening on the main BARC road, a light breeze sweeps away the dead ones into numerous eddies. And all the way till end, leaves keep their random dates with me.
These late evening walks remind me of my times in Delhi. Those boulevards and the pleasantness of walking on those wide roads lined those shady green trees. Oh!
My friends say you feel happy and rejuvenated when you run. I have never been into running. But I guess that happiness I have felt in those lazy strolls along the swathe of fallen leaves. The serenity which descends upon the mind can be rarely found elsewhere. Seems like on those selfless acts of nature (obviously no act is completely selfless ever. Its either for one's good or the greater good. In this case.... resource conservation) which provides for those who can appreciate it. Sometimes, in the moments of bliss like these, I feel like thinking is there a need for others. But, it seems, the message is lost on those other moments.
After that, its simply gone……… in the same manner it appeared. Stealthily.
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