THE REAL GEM


English: dew on grass Français : rosée sur une...

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Like the particles of sand,everything seemed to slip out of the hands,the hard earnings which took years to show up, the status that killed every second of the time of  relaxation,the fame  like an instant glowing bulb,which can get fused any moment .

Contemplating , he sat on the linen of  grass,that was extremely attractive and inviting still was left unnoticed.For people around were too busy and engaged in their own world of miseries and worries.Few fearing the thought of losing the inevitable, others apprehending the failure of certain action which hadn’t been taken.

The velvety feel of the green lawn was so absorbing and relaxing,the moment he lay his bare feet on its surface,he felt as if all his negative thoughts and energy has vanished and been drained through his veins to the verdancy. Why had not he ever come here ,why didn’t he notice such a wondrous wonder!

Everyone spend thousands over an appointment in a spa or find different  ways to have moments of peace,some spendthrift and buy things which aren’t  necessary for them at all,many waste their notes on gadgets which they feel could be of use during their leisure or pastime .

But none of the things above provide, the comfort and the peace that he got while  he stepped on this green grass.

He walked few steps,stood there,gazed around and finally sat.

Within a  few minutes he was plucking the small sheaths of grass and throwing them as a kid would , oblivious of his surroundings.

Such serenity and free atmosphere ,he hadn’t experienced since ages.Without spending a single penny he could get the happiness which had been lost somewhere in the due course of life.

Hours went and he amused himself by observing every individual  that went by and the scene around him .

Today he had discovered  the real gem of life which was precious as well as  free.

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39 thoughts on “THE REAL GEM

  1. Soumya – reading your post triggered the following:

    There is joy in marvelling a blade of grass – for a great teacher is that blade. Bends in a gale but always springs back, cushions my falls, soothes my senses, and feeds that which feeds me…and much more.

    When did I last marvel a blade of grass – when indeed.

    • :-) Thank you so much Eric for the lovely share of thoughts.Indeed its a great blade! I wrote this post without any thought,just went on and posted it.glad you felt connected

  2. Now how true is that.. Indeed, nothing can be as relaxing as walking on grass.. In this mad race, sometimes we overlook the simplest of joys waiting for us to be discovered. Lovely post, Soumya.

  3. I find myself blessed that I still connect with plants, grass, birds and little gems of life that come free, as you quoted. The post is must read sometimes we need someone else to show us which is written on the wall before us.

  4. Its amazing… In today’s world we just miss out finding joy in small things that suround us…and that joy is so pure…so nice…so peaceful..
    I would term the peace given by spa and all as artificial…
    We are running after afterficial glitters ….and originality is fading behind…I feel we should catch up before its too late..

  5. Soumyav my sister I nominated you for the Most !nfluential Blog Award for 2012, what your words always bring to me is always beyond belief, our spirits mirror each other and I am thankful to be able to share space with you! Congratulations dear sister and much love always to you and your family! It is on my blog from yesterday the 11th and there are no rules!

  6. Soumyav, your words exude warmth and inspiration mingled with simple truth – that we all must take cognisance of.
    Very beautiful, Soumi. Keep penning…it is a great brand of ink you are writing with. Love & cheers.

  7. Every time we forget those tiny moments, by which we could have gained those happiness and success in life. Its similar to walking on the grass, yet we forget the feelings attached to it.. nicely written….

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