Through my lens: Unspoken thoughts

Today, I am making new associations in this new setting. My balcony gives me view of yellow flower bed on green grass, lake view with green necked ducks and geese around. None the less, I have not forgotten my connection with you, My Window. You had been with me throughout, letting me peek through your pane, experiencing each season.  Other day while returning home, I was brought back to you unintentionally. My muscle memory took me to by-lanes I had left. I saw blinds drawn to one side, you were awaiting for new tenant. Being newly single in market, seeking new tenant in every passerby.  Oh, was that U-Haul parked right outside for you? Never mind, it moved. And then our eyes met and we exchanged smile, as one would do seeing your own coming back. I get how you feel my window,  our  time was limited but the connection is eternal.  Love is limitless. Bounded by none. I remember our experiences day and night where we made so many memories. I moved out making spac...

I always wondered what it would feel like to have your own space - freedom of your choices vs longing to have another human companion under same roof. Leaning towards later part, I always found a roommate.  And then comes the point in life where it does not matter anymore and you transition towards having your own space. It is quite liberating to set up your space as per your liking, decorate your balcony, build your garden, give motivational talks to those seeds to germinate faster as you can not wait, talk to whispering wind whenever it chimes.  Fact check, no other tenant has your apartment keys! Fridge shelf is not divided, living room is your own, you do not hear another footstep at your door twisting the knob. Wait a minute, is it happening or am I dreaming. I hear those footsteps, sliding sound of glass door. Where is it coming from? Do I have invisible companion? I thought, finally I would learn to embrace the moment of solitude but god had another plans. And I like it...

Gliding from world of Gears to world of ABCs, I am making a shift from blue palette to green. Difference is just in presentation template or there is more? In this world, lot is unknown albeit screen saver is familiar from childhood - wooden horse cart.  (humming in background- " Lakdi ki kathi, kathi pe ghoda"..) I am yet to unfold all the layers. For now, I am picking on the positive vibes embracing the change. While business domain changes, analytics need is same; common goal of serving better, making valuable difference and bringing growth. More than a decade in familiar setting, It was time to bring paradigm shift. And here I am , Building on Belief; finding my ikigai. Staying in comfort zone is easy; inviting mindful upheaval is courageous. This move has served its purpose. I sense it is for better, aligned with aspirations. (Someone has rightly said, "not taking a risk is itself a risk". Ship is always safe at shore, but that is not what it is built for) I am...

  This is my content place. I sit at my window to eat, to read and observe the world around me.  For hours I stare outside through my window, soaking my senses with the greenery, the rain drops, fall colors, snowflakes, and leafless branches, witnessing all seasons. This window has lot to offer me, my companion in all the times, days and nights, in all the seasons. My companion who gives me warmth through its glass pane on a sunny afternoon, calms my nerves with breeze of air blowing smell of grass and mud, fills my ears with music of tiny raindrops crashing on it, shows camaraderie with army of ants leaving a trail mark on its sill, provides me vibrant life filled with plants, insects, wasps, spiders and of course passersby. At times I just peep momentarily into lives of passersby. They become part of my life unknowingly. It’s quite engaging to observe beautiful emotions though this small rectangular glass. It was onset of spring, time to come out and soak some vitamin ...

Billion faces are gnawing at you, mocking at your failures Million voices are banging your head, reminding you are not enough Thousands of desires are pulling you down, entangling you in marshes Hundreds of doubts are fogging your brain, giving you mental freeze One faith,  its just that single faith in HIM, telling you to believe in yourself Mocking voices do not define you. Gnawing faces do not define you. Fogging doubts kill your originality. Experience life.  Implore yourself. Live it, Share it. Write your own beautiful story. You are complete self. No one else will define you.

Me: Ah, not today darling. Let me sleep some more. Healthy Me: You may want to grab me little and see how much can I stretch? Me: I used to be very flexible, you know. Its just that winters like some love handles and enough cushion to keep me warm Healthy Me: You are turning into football. Just a warning, with every kick you would rebound and come back to me Me: Don’t worry, let spring come and I would blossom like a sunflower under glistening sun rays flaunting my golden ratio Healthy Me:   Spring is around the corner, last time I peeped into results, it was juggling to find space on your couch. Me:   Divine proportions and your expectations! I would set my own goals. Healthy Me: Yes, that’s my point. Start rolling. You are soul full of sunshine, remember that. Me: You are adorable, never give up. Sending some sunflowers! Roses are cliché   😉

  Exactly a year ago, Covid 19 was a buzz word, every day learning more about it, feeling compassion for those who had to go through it.  I had converted little corner of my home into workspace, ordered right furniture and adjusted to new normalcy in work from home mode. I had always loved the office environment hence working from home forever had been hard at times, but it has given new meaning to solitude. I figured out ways to channelize my energy, developed new skills, explored new hobbies, found ways to remain human, learned measures to make solitude experience a bliss. I had written about my experiences and experiments in 2020 in my previous post, totally unaware what 2021 holds for me. And now after a year, this bug hit me too. I read the most dreaded "Positive" word on my test result. I can relate to million others out there in world, how it feels to embrace yourself and fight it out in quarantine mode. Knowing about it for almost a year, and living by myself, I g...