In the peace of the early morning hour, I realise that heaven is a place on earth.
I chance upon it accidentally…like rays through morning mist. I see it in the first effort of a bud to bloom, when it releases a perfectly formed petal from its tight embrace as if to test the world that it is going to inhabit.
It is in sudden patterns that form. Connecting random dots into a semblance of coherence. It is in these chance encounters that conviction dissipates confusion… like the fine mist that the sun lifts from the face of the earth, revealing new definitions of how heaven is just something we take as ordinary in the guise of the extraordinary….
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To be in the mountains means to be totally accepting of what nature throws your way..be it sudden rains or a slowly descending mist! The game must go on, under all circumstances… 🙂
When I was little, putting my head near the open car window was one of my favourite things to do during journeys. The play of the breeze on the face and hair, the myriad fragrances of a wet mountain road, all added to the fun of travel, with music providing a happy, foot-tapping beat.
However, It stopped when contact lenses found their way into the eyes and vanity prevented the newly shampooed hair from getting messed up in the wind!
Now, years later, the playfulness of childhood has dawned yet again and as one leaves the pollution of the city behind and starts the uphill climb on mountainous roads, down come the windows and one, once again, discovers the simple pleasures of driving… 🙂
Sikkim Roads, Premonsoon,
Nature has a way of teaching us the biggest lessons in aesthetics and beauty. Even when it uses monotones, there is power and vibrancy. This shot, clicked from one of the highest points in Kalimpong, West Bengal, delighted me with its muted and pastel colours and its startling clarity.