Mother nature's blessings

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The smell of mud as the first drop of rain touches the earth has always enthralled me. It has this distinct aroma which is hard to describe but it makes u feel like throwing up all your work and dancing with joy.

I can spend hours together watching out of the window as it rains. The pitter- patter of rain drops, the lashing of it against the window, the fluttering of leaves as every rain drop hits it, the ripples that are formed in puddles of water, the breeze within the power of rain, it starts as a passing shower, and then becomes a steady cadence. Heavy drops thud the skylight. Like a child's play xylophone, it gently chimes the metal vents on the roof. The music almost lulls me to sleep. It’s an amazing sight that one must see and experience. Words fail when you try to explain such mesmerizing acts of nature.

Depressing Depressions!

Its one of those days were you feel that the whole world’s against you and I’m in one of those rotten moods where I feel like cursing every damn person I come across with the most eloquent reprimand.

Its also one of those days when I really want to talk……………. just talk about all those thoughts pent up within me, the thoughts that are actually driving me crazy, the thoughts that are pushing me to the brink of insanity, the thoughts that are killing me. The only reason I don’t want to talk about them is because they don’t make any sense to anybody else other than me. You actually need to “be there- feel that” to understand the confusing turmoil happening within me.

Have you ever tried to doodle with your thoughts trying to make some sense out of the perplexity within you? If you’re actually as jobless as I am, try it one day. Sometimes it leads to amazing revelations about oneself; you discover stuff that you dint know about yourself and you’ll be amazed that you can actually think in that direction too. But most of the time you end up getting more confused than you were before.

When you are in one of these depressing moods, when you feel the need for a friend, a shoulder to cry on, it’s not hard to notice that you don’t find anybody next to you. You are left alone with these pondering thoughts with nobody to share, nobody to listen, and nobody to guide you in overcoming them. You are left with just one friend…. Your loneliness.

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