The sun is slowly showing its face making a scattered glow on my garden plants. This is nice. I counted around forty fruits in different stages of growth of our five papaya trees. Can’t wait to see them big enough to harvest. And there are flowers at the tip of each plant.
It is so quiet here. It’s a deafening quiet and my mind is filled with riotous thoughts – the kind that have no beginning and have no end.
Have you ever experienced those moments when you really want to write about them but you don’t know how and they just keep floating in your head? There is something you want to voice out and put down on paper (or shall we say, write in a draft in your tab) but it eludes you once you are staring at the blank screen.
Whoa, what happened to the rich and jumbled thoughts I had earlier? Life sometimes is funny. No, life is funny, make that three dots at the end.
The way you look at things probably depends on how you view life itself. As they always say, you could see the glass half-empty or half-full. It doesn’t matter whether you’re 30 or 60. Maturity comes not in the number you add to your age but in the richness of experience you encounter making you grow and learn a little more.
There is that one moment that stands out, so lovely, which makes you say, I need another moment like this.
Dreams And Escapes 