As I stood awestruck by the beauty of the moonlight oozing out of the thick black clouds, I wondered how things were, the way they were. When
you look at those mountains, those immense rocks jutting into the sky—if
you look at them quietly you feel the immensity of it, the enormous
majesty of it, and for the moment, for the second, the tremendous
dignity of it, the solidity of it, puts away all your thoughts, your
problems—right? And you say, ‘How marvelous that is.’ So what has taken
place there?
The majesty of those mountains, the very immensity of the sky and the blue and the snow-clad mountains, drives away for a second all your problems. It makes you totally forget yourself for a second. You are enthralled by it, you are struck by it, like a child, who has been naughty all day long, or naughty for a while, which he has a right to be, and is given a complicated toy. He is absorbed by the toy until he breaks it. The toy has taken him over and he is quiet, he is enjoying it. He has forgotten his family, the ‘Do this, don’t do that’: the toy becomes the most exciting thing for him, said a journal.
Likewise, I was in the mid of forgetting myself, doing two things; one- pondering about those who could travel to far off lands, those who could master in a plethora of languages and cultures, those who had the opportunity to mingle with different kinds of people, those who could afford to be insane, those who were carefree and two- being taken over by the beauty of the moon in the star studded sky fighting against the clouds to outshine themselves.
And out came a surprise for me. Just in time. A smile crept in upon me. A reminiscence. 'Everything has a right time. We just have to wait for it, until it arrives.', a friend had told me. Now I knew that was true. A sky lantern floated beautifully in the November night sky. It is in these moments that I most cherish the value of little things, simple things, or more so, casual things that can never be replaced by object specializations or immense noise of the world.
I think I fall a little in love with people when I catch them in small moments, when they think no one’s looking at them, when they absently twirl a strand of hair between their fingers, when they lick their thumb to turn a page in a book. There’s something beautiful about a person who is lost in a thought, or adjusting their shirt, or is scratching a phantom itch on their arm, or even someone who is looking at someone else like I am looking at them. And, I fell in love with that sky lantern, as it conquered the night sky racing towards wherever the wind took it, appearing smaller and smaller, dimming it's glow every second.
One by one, I proudly placed a check mark against my wishes.
Today, it was this- Sky lanterns. Check. :)
I am grateful. I guess that's an achievement for the day. Thank you.
© Deekshita Srinivas. 2014
The majesty of those mountains, the very immensity of the sky and the blue and the snow-clad mountains, drives away for a second all your problems. It makes you totally forget yourself for a second. You are enthralled by it, you are struck by it, like a child, who has been naughty all day long, or naughty for a while, which he has a right to be, and is given a complicated toy. He is absorbed by the toy until he breaks it. The toy has taken him over and he is quiet, he is enjoying it. He has forgotten his family, the ‘Do this, don’t do that’: the toy becomes the most exciting thing for him, said a journal.
Likewise, I was in the mid of forgetting myself, doing two things; one- pondering about those who could travel to far off lands, those who could master in a plethora of languages and cultures, those who had the opportunity to mingle with different kinds of people, those who could afford to be insane, those who were carefree and two- being taken over by the beauty of the moon in the star studded sky fighting against the clouds to outshine themselves.
And out came a surprise for me. Just in time. A smile crept in upon me. A reminiscence. 'Everything has a right time. We just have to wait for it, until it arrives.', a friend had told me. Now I knew that was true. A sky lantern floated beautifully in the November night sky. It is in these moments that I most cherish the value of little things, simple things, or more so, casual things that can never be replaced by object specializations or immense noise of the world.
I think I fall a little in love with people when I catch them in small moments, when they think no one’s looking at them, when they absently twirl a strand of hair between their fingers, when they lick their thumb to turn a page in a book. There’s something beautiful about a person who is lost in a thought, or adjusting their shirt, or is scratching a phantom itch on their arm, or even someone who is looking at someone else like I am looking at them. And, I fell in love with that sky lantern, as it conquered the night sky racing towards wherever the wind took it, appearing smaller and smaller, dimming it's glow every second.
One by one, I proudly placed a check mark against my wishes.
Today, it was this- Sky lanterns. Check. :)
I am grateful. I guess that's an achievement for the day. Thank you.
© Deekshita Srinivas. 2014