Supine, under fresh smelling white linen, lost in a riot of disjointed thoughts, I noticed something today.
If I raise my head a little more and look towards the left, I can see the surface of the blue tranquil sea. And if I push myself a little higher and turn my gaze to the right, I can see a complete view of a lamppost that hangs by the hammock by the serene lake. And I asked myself, is this real?
Sometimes I am thankful to God that I am not a pretty girl. It saves me the trouble of being vain and over the years has helped me build an extremely uninhibited perspective of all things beautiful. As a child maybe I wished I was pretty but now I am more assured of the fact that nature’s beauty completes me. I am a part of this resplendent world that defines who I am. Right now, all I can hear is the chirping of birds and playful waves hitting the shore, sometimes in zest and sometimes in pain. Which reminds me, I watched the sunset alone last evening. And you won’t believe it, I was the ONLY person on the entire beach. Not a soul was around!
I wanted to click a picture but you know, it took me a moment to realize that this moment will be my moment and mine alone. I put my phone away, rolled up my linen pants till my knees and walked into the water. And then I stood still. The sun that shines for everybody, was setting only for me today. The moment was as beautiful as it was heart wrenching. I was overwhelmed with the magnificence of the sea and the insignificance of my presence. I had tears rolling down my cheeks because I was so happy that I was so sad. Do you know what I mean?
I have come to believe, after numerous such incidents, that there are certain memories that find their way back into your mind in your most lonely and vulnerable moments. It was like a brief flashback of so many memories… My first bicycle, my first heartbreak in school, passing away of my granny, passing away of my best friend, playing with my brother, my mother combing my hair, my father returning from one of his tours and all the unnecessary mockery that some of us faced in school… Strong, vivid memories strung together to create a brief story of my life… Being screened only for me in my loneliest of moments.
No, don’t get me wrong. I was more alone than lonely.
Anyway, if I had my way, I would really fight my fear of water and one day maybe swim in the sea! I am a doer and I want to make this wish come true… Let’s see!
Some trips are fun trips, and some bad but my favorites are the ones which give me the space and time to internalize. To be with myself, sitting on this secluded beach which really is such a marvelous art of nature I can’t even begin to describe.
Last night, we were sitting on the beach and chit chatting away like best friends often do. While my husband is not a romantic at all, to me, everything has a little bit of romance in it. The crescent moon, seducing its own reflections on the fluttering waves that tease the shore with their satin touch… My God what a sight! And before we knew it, the familiar starry sky was moving in on us… Right in the middle of the sea we could see blinking lights of the fishing boats parked for the night, on our right we could see the gorgeous moon above that tiny island and right above us was this gathering of thousands of stars. Now tell me, if this is not outrageously enticing and divine, then what is?
Clearly, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder and I am so glad that I behold such beauty in my eyes. Until later, live beautiful mi amigos!
Love.
Shubs

