Got up in the morning to find the heaven's still crying...this morning...their eyes out. At 10 in the morning, the light outside was deceptively grim...it could well have been 6.30 in the evening, or 5.50 in the morning. Found the whole household pining for sunlight...their moods, as dark as the weather outside. And since I am somewhat of a (I feel) protagonist straight from out of a Patricia Highsmith novel....my mind lit up at the thought of sitting by my little balcony, and watching it pour, maybe, with a few mugs of beer post my morning coffee. With alacrity, I rushed to my music system, made it vomit out the dvd that I must have inserted a few nights back, and inserted a Zakir Hussain-Hariprasad Chaurasia marathon, that fills up the drawing room right now. A downpour outside, and music cascading down the system in my apartment.
An Equal Music.
Some moments in life, are perfect. They are not necessarily moments when you have taken the last shot of a film, or got your fat paycheck, or got the news of you having been nominated for one of the umpteen awards floating around in the Industry....
Instead...these moments occur more when you can not describe why they occurred when they did. That perfect moment could happen while sipping a South-Indian filter coffee at Bru, it could occur while tapping your fingers on the steering wheel of your vehicle, waiting for the endless jam to begin crawling, it could happen to you while aimlessly walking the corridors of an air-conditioned mall...or, like today...it could happen to you when you get up in the morning to realise that in this grim and wet day...you have the luxury of staying put inside the safety and warmth of your little apartment, your sanctum...and spending the day as you like...doing this, that...or best...nothing.
Yes...this IS a perfect moment. Thank you, God, for this gift of Life.
An Equal Music.
Some moments in life, are perfect. They are not necessarily moments when you have taken the last shot of a film, or got your fat paycheck, or got the news of you having been nominated for one of the umpteen awards floating around in the Industry....
Instead...these moments occur more when you can not describe why they occurred when they did. That perfect moment could happen while sipping a South-Indian filter coffee at Bru, it could occur while tapping your fingers on the steering wheel of your vehicle, waiting for the endless jam to begin crawling, it could happen to you while aimlessly walking the corridors of an air-conditioned mall...or, like today...it could happen to you when you get up in the morning to realise that in this grim and wet day...you have the luxury of staying put inside the safety and warmth of your little apartment, your sanctum...and spending the day as you like...doing this, that...or best...nothing.
Yes...this IS a perfect moment. Thank you, God, for this gift of Life.
Amen!
ReplyDeleteLoved reading this. Yes, such brief, fleeting moments, and yet, they seem to stretch out the happiness of a life time.
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