WANDERINGS OF A NOMAD

Mind and it's Moods I closed my eyes wanting to hear the silence, Nobody spoke and yet I heard everything Everything I wanted to tell myself, Everything that got drowned in noise of my life I saw sounds of different colours and shapes Slowly all started to merge into a bright spot A shiny, bright spot in dark background Sometimes an astray dot would dart and join the spot And silence started creeping in slowly, softly Suddenly before I realized the silence became delicious And I was just happy to breathe and smile Opening my rejuvenated eyes to the world around Feeling light in knowing I was a part of this silence Where I could return anytime and everytime.

Me staring outside... I stood still placed on the ledge. It was a bright sunny afternoon and I was reminded of my more youthful days, which had slid away silently. Looking back the sky always seemed to change colours, bright blue to a dark black and sometimes flirting with blushing shades of pink. I’ve seen grey skies and golden ones too and also the white skies extending into nothingness. The blood red sky and the green sky punctuated with lightening never failed to awe me. Why did looking at the sky form such a major part of my life? Well from what I knew of it, the sky was always there and everywhere. The sky was the God that brought out the sun and then hid it back again. It was also the God who littered around with stars and moon. The sky has always been so beautiful and complete. But today the sun’s rays were not the same; they had become harsher and at times burned out my leaves. Also there was no wind today; no wind, no breeze nothing at all. The stillness made me fee