Mist of Light

 

Today, Got up early .. Could barely exercise.. But My friend took me to her house later to show something and meet her guests and i almost forgot all about my pain.. Socialising really is good for health because we all are so used to keeping a happy front that our minds completely accept our acting out the all-is-well part.. 

Wrote a house-warming msg for our Manager.. Opened all the windows of the house, as all the plastics have been put down and rain water cant enter.. It is outstandingly beautiful outside.. The breeze unimaginably cool.. Not just imperceptibly but aggressively.. Passionately.. Assailing in waves of pure cool pleasure.. Sensitizing every bit of skin it touches in teasing impromptu ways.. The sky almost partly cloudless like a matador still for the bullish dark clouds.. Regal.. Powerful.. Poised.. Fluid... And the sea darkening in still awe.. As if tensing with bated breath for this dance that would reflect within her very depths.. The boats clustered together, like silent spectators.. Tense.. Still.. Braced to bear the brunt of the clashing of these awe-inspiring titans.. A few stray drops quivering across the quiet waves, as if whispering their joyous fate.. And the birds try to find shelter in the lush greenery and splashes of beckoning color, sensing, hearing, nature's messages in respectful acceptance.. 

And i sit at the window.. Completely enamored.. By divinity.. In its ethereal folds.. Drenching everything and everyone with pure uplifting joy.. Its really pouring now.. The sky holding just a wee mist of light through the night sky.. The sea reflecting the city lights like licking flames of fire lighting their unique paths deeper and deeper.. Myriad lights on the boats blinking their own messages like shiny morse codes.. Streetlights decked like topaz necklaces.. Buildings with windows of varying hues as if personifying their unique stories.. And i sit here at the window.. Needing so much to say.. Hiding a stillness.. A calm contentment.. Mocking words desperately trying to encompass this sensual foray..

Streaks of lightning tremble across the sky in muted anger or hushed revelry none has yet realized.. Light sounds of traffic reach up to us.. It is time to retire for the night.. Got ruzbeh babas no. From a friend.. Called and left a msg too.. Let us see what happens.. I strongly believe things happen for the best.. And if intended.. This contact will happen.. keep trying to help everyone in different ways.. Hope God will guide me towards the right path and show us the way.. Really accept things are meant to be.. But wish for strength to bear the difficult times together with love and positivity.. Cant sleep..