Megha Ghosh's Blog
May 8, 2014
Ramblings of a nature lover
Those gulmohar trees had so many leaves that I couldn’t count
But all of them danced synchronously to the ripple of wind,
as if every tiny member of the air whispered to every leaflet – ” I Love You”
and all of those green clad fairies swayed shyly.
Even the butterflies could hear the music of the wind
as they fluttered up and down, dancing to a beat only they could hear
Orange, yellow, pink, white and lot more tiny butterflies hopped around the green bushes.
Sparrows soon joined the party as all of those nature’s children enjoyed a melody apparently only confined to them
But why am I smiling? Why is there a song in my heart and a tap in my feet?
How can I feel their music and joy?
I closed my eyes to just feel the magic as the wind brushed against my face
and blew my hair as if nudging them to join in
Somehow my soul seemed to be in sync with all this .
as it sent down a message of peace and joy through my body
I could feel the connection my soul had with all those elements of nature.
Such is the wonderful plan of the world
that it has connected all living entities with an invisible bond..
But all of them danced synchronously to the ripple of wind,
as if every tiny member of the air whispered to every leaflet – ” I Love You”
and all of those green clad fairies swayed shyly.
Even the butterflies could hear the music of the wind
as they fluttered up and down, dancing to a beat only they could hear
Orange, yellow, pink, white and lot more tiny butterflies hopped around the green bushes.
Sparrows soon joined the party as all of those nature’s children enjoyed a melody apparently only confined to them
But why am I smiling? Why is there a song in my heart and a tap in my feet?
How can I feel their music and joy?
I closed my eyes to just feel the magic as the wind brushed against my face
and blew my hair as if nudging them to join in
Somehow my soul seemed to be in sync with all this .
as it sent down a message of peace and joy through my body
I could feel the connection my soul had with all those elements of nature.
Such is the wonderful plan of the world
that it has connected all living entities with an invisible bond..
What is beauty?
I did a google search for “beauty”. The top ten results had images of models and articles on make-up tips to look beautiful.Hardly any surprises there, isn’t it?
In today’s world beauty has sadly become synonymous to the pleasure given by the radiance emanating from a human face or body. William Wordsworth would surely have been highly aggrieved by this development. Nature is the ultimate epitome of beauty. Yet the image of a picturesque landscape isn't the first thing that pops up in our heads the moment we hear the word “beauty”.
I was gazing out of my window and enjoying the beauty of nature. It had rained heavily a while ago and now there was bright sunlight. Rain drops resting on trees and bushes were reflecting the strong sun rays and before me were a million sparkling diamonds. There was no sound around except for the chirpings of birds who were excited to have come out of their refuge and were hopping around merrily.
Suddenly my eye caught some other movement on the narrow lane beside the bushes. I saw a two feet girl walking beside a two and half feet tall boy. I recognized them as the children of our housemaid. The tiny little girl struggled with her long skirt as she tried to keep pace with her brother. Her hair barely reached her neck but she had two pony tails which looked more like two china roses sprouting from her head. Seeing the troubled girl, her brother slowed down his pace and wrapped his hand around his sister’s shoulder. The girl, comfortable as she got now, relaxed and came to her elements. She hopped into a puddle, stayed there for a few seconds and then resumed walking. Then both of them went on their way, jumping and running, holding hands. The boy though just a year elder to his sister, wanted to keep her protected and happy.
At first, those tiny creatures seemed out of place amidst the tall trees flanking the lane. But after observing them, I felt they perfected the scene and made it complete. As I found myself smiling, I felt as if I was looking at the world’s most beautiful thing. Before I got back to work, I decided to write down this experience because I knew as soon as I resumed work, I would also get lost in the same world where beauty is defined by experts who claim to hold its secrets.
In today’s world beauty has sadly become synonymous to the pleasure given by the radiance emanating from a human face or body. William Wordsworth would surely have been highly aggrieved by this development. Nature is the ultimate epitome of beauty. Yet the image of a picturesque landscape isn't the first thing that pops up in our heads the moment we hear the word “beauty”.
I was gazing out of my window and enjoying the beauty of nature. It had rained heavily a while ago and now there was bright sunlight. Rain drops resting on trees and bushes were reflecting the strong sun rays and before me were a million sparkling diamonds. There was no sound around except for the chirpings of birds who were excited to have come out of their refuge and were hopping around merrily.
Suddenly my eye caught some other movement on the narrow lane beside the bushes. I saw a two feet girl walking beside a two and half feet tall boy. I recognized them as the children of our housemaid. The tiny little girl struggled with her long skirt as she tried to keep pace with her brother. Her hair barely reached her neck but she had two pony tails which looked more like two china roses sprouting from her head. Seeing the troubled girl, her brother slowed down his pace and wrapped his hand around his sister’s shoulder. The girl, comfortable as she got now, relaxed and came to her elements. She hopped into a puddle, stayed there for a few seconds and then resumed walking. Then both of them went on their way, jumping and running, holding hands. The boy though just a year elder to his sister, wanted to keep her protected and happy.
At first, those tiny creatures seemed out of place amidst the tall trees flanking the lane. But after observing them, I felt they perfected the scene and made it complete. As I found myself smiling, I felt as if I was looking at the world’s most beautiful thing. Before I got back to work, I decided to write down this experience because I knew as soon as I resumed work, I would also get lost in the same world where beauty is defined by experts who claim to hold its secrets.
