Reflections - A Journey Through Life

It's not the same sky I had been to a place on the seashore a few years back. It was June. The sky was cloudy with occasional showers. All day long we roamed on the deserted wide sea beach and then on the river banks, all the while clicking away merrily. Capturing what you see in a photo frame satisfactorily feels great. We felt like caged birds set free in the open sky. Enjoyment was thorough. On the day of departure, we confined our morning photo session to the garden of our lodge.   Kashful Our stay was in a two storied lodge with a large garden area. Most of the greens were grassland. The grass had grown now with slim stalks holding white flowers. It is a type of Kashful . During the autumn, our grasslands used to be transformed into beautiful shoulder high white carpets by the proliferation of Kashful . Here on the seashore it is a shorter variety but nevertheless as beautiful. Somehow I never ceased to love these white carpets of grass flowers.  R...

Some things you won't get back All through life we lose things. Some are small, some are important. Some are tangible, some intangible. We never know what we would lose tomorrow and usually we forget what we lost yesterday. Sometimes we get back our lost jewels, many times the lost remains lost forever. During our childhood, we lost our cricket balls. After a particularly strong hit the ball landed on a thicket. It was late. In the growing darkness we searched for it half-heartedly hoping that next morning we would find it. But that next morning never would come. While growing up we lost bigger things. It was Sunday. The bus was not crowded. I got a seat in front of the ladies seat. The golden rays of the setting sun colored her sweet face. I couldn’t take my eyes off her face. Our eyes met at regular intervals. One silent minute felt like eternity. Just when a seat was vacated near her and I got up to occupy it, she stood up. Her destination had come. For a month ...