Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Ding-A-Ling-Ling

A particularly windy day today. As I walked my walk I couldn’t escape noticing all the wind-chimes in the area diligently working overdrive in unison. It was their day to be heard.

The trees spoke to me too. As the wind struggled to find its path amid the leafless branches of the majestic masters, I heard them shushing me. “SSSSHHHHHH…………….”they went. It almost felt like they were asking me to stop listening to my overworked mind for a while and give them some deserved attention.

Sometimes I get the same hustling feel run through me when a soft breeze passes through my let-down hair. Like a fleeting caress…not quite there and yet so there. It is at times like these that one feels the joy of being alive.

(post written on 3/1/2010)

3 comments:

  1. Man... and we let u handle the support and lights on... Phew... really stressed abt it now.

    -- BL

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  2. I know! As if there weren't enough fireworks in the project already.And then I had to arrive... :)

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  3. Yeah tell me about it! hehe!
    But guess u have plenty of time on ur hands to enjoy life :)

    -BL

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