Blue--sss

I stand in a corner of the vast sea beach, where the ripples of the sea kiss my feet. I look at the vast sea, far away it seemed that the sky touched the sea...our life is ephemeral compared to the unending expanse of the water body that lay in front of my little eyes. In between the moments forgotten and the cherished--- lies me-the present.

While my eyes try to observe and click every nuance of the place, I wondered how little I know about the nature--- so giving yet so humble. In its simplicity lies its strength and its beauty-- austere and subtle. A sense composure overpowers my hyperactive brain, as I see different hues of blue, green and white-- is this what we all keep looking for our whole life, only to find it within ourselves?

The Mother

And sometimes silence seems to make more sense than words. A vibrant smile flaunting wrinkles worn by an old lady dressed in white saree looks more beautiful than a newly wed bride. She brings a sense of calm through her mere black and white photograph...

That's how I felt when I stood in front of Meera aka The Mother's picture at the Aurobindo Ashram. It introduced a different side of myself..I liked being quiet!!! now those who know me, they might just fall off their chairs while reading this! Tushita and quiet!

Old and young strolled around-- without any reason and where they feet took them...these steps were undecided, much like the rays of the sun...others meditated in front of the samadhi. All quiet, but this silence between us communicated...I could feel vibes and a mere stare in the other's eyes said so many things...

Words fail me now...I wish I could spend more time here-- to soak in, observe, here my breath, read my mind...