Sunday, June 03, 2012

Go Slow Part 1

The four part series is related to a breathtaking trip to Dalhousie.

Today...



A wall in this room has surrendered and made way for a sheet of glass, and when the curtains hiding it are drawn aside, what you behold will probably sketch itself in immortal ink on the walls of your musing heart. The room overlooks a quiet and breathtaking valley and beyond that, some umpteen rows of hills that finally reach the snow clad Pir Panjal range.


The mornings are almost warm, but the afternoons will take you in their cool and gentle embrace. The memories of this afternoon I will place in my crystal jar of priceless memories, as of yesterday and the day before. The clouds came unannounced and danced all over the valley, each took charge of a separate hill and caressed the eager deodars with wet loving palms. They painted the entire landscape in profound shades of blue. So profound, that it could seep into your heart, run through your veins and appear as little drops from the corners of your enchanted eyes. So blue, that you’d cease to associate any gloom with blue in future, so blue, that you’d feel that it’s the color of your soul.


Stand on this terrace alone, feel this rain on your skin, hear the breeze convince your hair to follow their whims, hear the thunder laugh at your awestruck face, see the valley smile at  your ecstasy, realize what I really mean by Solitude Sublime and wonder, if this could really happen in absence of a divine plan…
The coffee tastes like the Gods have made it for you, and your bare feet feel like they have just uncovered the secret of existence from the wraps of this wet earth. You are breathing a divine shade of life, you can almost hear angels sing, you are finally falling in love with yourself, and your reflection no longer seems distorted, its just you, smiling.



The clouds decide to bid adieu, awe inspire another set of souls, the rains kiss me goodbye, the shadows shift and the silver dragons glide away. A little one remains behind, but then hurries after its mother. The hues change. The earth is still in the euphoria of what had just passed, and so am I.
And Davies gently whispers “What is this life, if full of care. We have no time to stand and stare”. And I wonder that if we could really snatch away some time to stare, this life probably would not be so full of care. There is aridity, there is disenchantment, but once in a while, look closer, its still a beautiful world. Once in awhile , my beloved reader, fall in love with yourself again. Just once in a while…..

Go Slow….

16 comments:

  1. Now, I think you'd understand what I mean when I say, that I, am going to live forever.

    Such is Himachal,such is the land of the Gods.
    I hope you had a wonderful stay :)


    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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    1. :) I really do.. :)
      The trip was one of the most memorable ones I've ever had. :)
      Thanks a bunch.. :)

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  2. That was so poetic.....Hope you had a wonderful stay!

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    1. Thanks Jaish.. I had a lovely stay.. :)

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  3. The hills look heavenly!! ur description is so poetic, it makes me feel im there!! "coffee made by the gods" wow!!

    BTW one correction-“What is this life, if full of care. We have no time to stand and stare”. These famous lines are written by "William Henry Davies"...( but anyways, what's there in a name ? as Shakespeare uncle would have said, right?)

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    1. Thanks a million Princess!!
      yeah.. major goof up happened.. thanks buddy.. duly corrected.. :)

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  4. Amazing post and lovely pics.

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  5. Wow....Just WOOOOOW!!!!!:-D

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    1. :D you are unfailingly kind and generous..

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  6. The pictures are heavenly and your narration is beautiful

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    1. I am glad you liked it. Thanks a lot!!

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  7. There's so much poetry in there. :)You make us wish we were there.

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    1. :) You should really visit this place.. its breathtaking D.. :)

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  8. Solitude sublime Rohu. You took on a virtual trip to dalhousie. Amazing selection of poetic words.

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    1. You're very generous Mak! Thank you so much!

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