COLOURS OF THE SKY


Its evening time and he walked down the street that went straight to the sandy shores. The hustle bustle of the town nearly fades away as the street bends around the edges and moves towards the golden beach.The crowd too starts disappearing as the road moves on.

Rarely do people  walk across this road for everyone is busy in their fight for survival.

People having families sometimes occasionally drop in there,for the sake of their children who like to run and build castles in the sands.

He ran his fingers through his soft hair and walked on gazing at the serene atmosphere and the sky which showed reflections of thousands of colours that he never saw before.Was it the sky that was giving him an indication or was he been open to the vibrations now?

It was a mystery.

It always is.Nature at every step gives us an indication of the happenings that are going to affect our lives,be it good or bad.Its just a way of providing hint from the invisible one to us,the ones who always believe the things visible or seen.

For some even feelings and emotions shouldn’t matter too ,as they are not seen but just felt. Human mind always has the reasoning ready to defend the poorly conceived ego held   inside just to satisfy the hunger of being superior or important.

As he stepped in the sands of the quiet shore, a sudden feeling of calmness grasped him.Never had he felt so relaxed and soothing . The touch of the beautiful sensation of the golden particles made him smile unknowingly at nothing. He didn’t care of what the people around him were thinking or saying. He just went on…slowly into the waters that came in form  of gentle waves to touch and kiss the shore.

So pure and selfless they looked,rising falling over the sea,reaching the shore after bridging the long distance of the sea ..and then simply touching and returning back from the shores without grumbling.As if it was their work to be endlessly in the cycle of such a game.

The sun had set now and the moon with the galaxy of stars had stepped in.The sky looked amazing and the view very enchanting.Nevertheless,he had never noticed such a moment in his whole life with such focus and observation.He again smiled back ,this time engulfing the fresh breath of air around him as if rejuvenating his mind and soul..

The next morning he got up unlike the rest of the days,early and on sunrise.With a fresh zeal of enthusiasm and smile on his face and in his heart, he started the day with full passion.

Every stress and tension that had swallowed his peace of mind had vanished and he could see the colours of the sky more clearly than ever.

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29 Comments

  1. Prose. :)
    Now I don’t know which one is better, Soumya. I read it in one go…. smooth and poetic. Great one, Soumya and I hope you have more coming… :)

    • You are humble in every way Manu! making me just fly when I read the comment! :-) It was just a thought,sometimes influenced by everyday life.. Thank you for liking.It encourages.

    • OH! thank u so much Lizzie for those words. Iam really happy you could feel the scene and the meaning underneath.

  2. Thisis what I’d always like to do, to describe a ‘scene’, a moment, with a nice or strong ending – you crafted it very nicely, paying attention to detail and making it realistic. Was so interesting that you wrote about a man and his thoughts – from a writer who is all woman..

    • Thank you so much ! Well just portrayed the scene as it should be in an ideal case or the way I want him to perceive…tried to show what he missed!

  3. There is wisdom in every bit of nature that our senses can comprehend. And, your post underlines just that. The post should be prescribed especially to those experiencing quarter/mid life crisis :)

  4. Yes, the fabulous connection between him and nature… So precious and vital, with a full range of emotions to find inner peace.

      • Thank you Soumyav, I am fine. I have had a lot going on and needed to focus differently for a while to keep moving forward. I have been reading the poems and writings of those I follow as they come in. I have had limited time on my computer for responding. And at my age I like to type on the big keys with a big screen. LOL :)

  5. Your words are always like a moving stream that cools the heat from ones brow, while delivering a lasting essence that brings a sweet smile to one’s face. Your words of life are life to the reader! Beautifully shared!

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