Day: Yesterday
Time: Splendid Evening
Scenario: Cool breeze, clouds and a full moon not so bright, up in the sky. A sky sans stars! Pleasantness was in the air, could smell earth.
Everything induced freshness in the mind. Only thing that was missing was a drizzle.
Weather: "Oh my dear rain God, please embrace me"
Had he showered, it would have been the most perfect November evening. But he did not. A classic reminder of nothing in this world can actually be perfect!
Me decided to wander around in the twilight hours. "Be quick, step out before it rains" kept lingering in my mind. I shhh away-ed the thought the moment I was down. Standing on the road just infront of my building, looked at the sky smilingly, winked and gestured "here I come to kiss you!" After all the filmy behavior. I began to walk.
Then boom!! It happened. what the hell? why should it happen? noooooooooooo :(
(Rain? wrong! Such an outburst from me for lovely rains? never!)
Darkness cast its spell! Power failure. Eerie streets, eerie howls, eerie honks, eeriness everywhere. What do I do now? Am I scared to walk in the dark? Nope, I loathe fear!
Two choices. I either carry on or get back! I chose the latter. Had I walked ahead in the dark, would you call that courage?
Let me put what comes into my mind.
What is courage here?
Going ahead in the dark not knowing what is ahead and finally managing to get to the main road which is a km away. I would have done that very consciously. Is there anything in front of me? am I going to bump into a vehicle or anybody? I know at the end I would have definitely felt happy patting myself for the adventurous walk.
But is that what I wanted? My intentions were simple. Just to enjoy the not so common weather. Would that have happened if I just walked ahead in the dark?
I got back into my house, made bread omlette and lemon juice. Lit a candle, went to the roof, climbed to the place where the syntax tanks are cemented. Waved a hi to moon and had my dinner with fm radio on in my mobile.
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes. Aaah! what a feeling. Lovely night! Then I strolled on my terrace tightly hugging the air around me with my folded hands :-)
In my opinion courage is doing what you want to do even when things around you are not conducive! :-)
Time: Splendid Evening
Scenario: Cool breeze, clouds and a full moon not so bright, up in the sky. A sky sans stars! Pleasantness was in the air, could smell earth.
Everything induced freshness in the mind. Only thing that was missing was a drizzle.
Weather: "Oh my dear rain God, please embrace me"
Had he showered, it would have been the most perfect November evening. But he did not. A classic reminder of nothing in this world can actually be perfect!
Me decided to wander around in the twilight hours. "Be quick, step out before it rains" kept lingering in my mind. I shhh away-ed the thought the moment I was down. Standing on the road just infront of my building, looked at the sky smilingly, winked and gestured "here I come to kiss you!" After all the filmy behavior. I began to walk.
Then boom!! It happened. what the hell? why should it happen? noooooooooooo :(
(Rain? wrong! Such an outburst from me for lovely rains? never!)
Darkness cast its spell! Power failure. Eerie streets, eerie howls, eerie honks, eeriness everywhere. What do I do now? Am I scared to walk in the dark? Nope, I loathe fear!
Two choices. I either carry on or get back! I chose the latter. Had I walked ahead in the dark, would you call that courage?
Let me put what comes into my mind.
What is courage here?
Going ahead in the dark not knowing what is ahead and finally managing to get to the main road which is a km away. I would have done that very consciously. Is there anything in front of me? am I going to bump into a vehicle or anybody? I know at the end I would have definitely felt happy patting myself for the adventurous walk.
But is that what I wanted? My intentions were simple. Just to enjoy the not so common weather. Would that have happened if I just walked ahead in the dark?
I got back into my house, made bread omlette and lemon juice. Lit a candle, went to the roof, climbed to the place where the syntax tanks are cemented. Waved a hi to moon and had my dinner with fm radio on in my mobile.
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes. Aaah! what a feeling. Lovely night! Then I strolled on my terrace tightly hugging the air around me with my folded hands :-)
In my opinion courage is doing what you want to do even when things around you are not conducive! :-)
