Freshness something that smells, like the morning a nip in the air, just blooming fragrance of earth, chirping of birds, quietness and wafting aroma of the morning coffee one can say the quiet prayer learnt — the first cup of the day. It’s a silent prayer, sung while the mind is still foggy and blue.”Oh magic cup” it might go “Carry me above the traffic jam, keep me civil in the subway and forgive my boss as you forgive me.”~Mark Pendergrast.
Actually I’m wondering I’m so wrapped up with egotistical things, career, family, having enough money, meeting the mortgage getting a new car, fixing the radiator when it breaks—we are involved in trillions of little things just to keep going so that we don’t stand back and look into to our lives and ask… Is this all? Isn’t something missing.
Someone put opera inside the house, someone changed it to hip-hop thank god, and I have been listening to swargiya kundanlala saigal for ever since I can remember. Someone has started a shower, someone vacuumed…
Life… in all its mundane majesty… we can’t take advantage of it even if we were sitting on arse in the shadows…whether it was in actuality or metaphorically because we are trapped in attics darkness. We are set in our ways, bound by our perspectives and stuck in our thinking. Yet there is difference between being stuck and choosing to stay, a difference between being found and finding ourselves.
The great, miraculous bell of translucent ice that is suspended in mid air, its ringing announces endings and beginnings, because there are fresh promises and wonders in the skins. The clear tones resound in the placid silence of the winter day and echo along into the silver blue serenity of night. The bell can be seen at the turning of the year when days wind down to nothings and it it’s time to march out again that bell that tugs our heart, it’s our immortal inspiration. The beginning is always today.
The morning coffee… not only does it gives pleasures to enjoy, the moment to contemplate it also strangely like oranges… zapped you didn’t me? Well it not only gives pleasure but also freshness. Freshness the fuel of life,
With the mind out of stupor, it’s time to wake the physical body… music by Anushka Manchandana lets practise dancing with Allu Arjun.