The Mindfulness Affair
To meditate...
To be mindful...
Mindful of my feelings...
My emotions...
As they say..
But as soon as I closed my eyes..
She sprang out of her chamber...
My unruly adamant soul..
She nudged me...
And pulled me to go along with her..
I resisted...
Saying I'm doing something important..
She laughed at me...
"Hahaha.. Hohoho...
Those cells inside your head...
And your hair...
Both are dull and grey ..
Come with me old fool..."
She's such a rogue thing..
And I had to go along..
Soon we're in the woods...
The fallen autumn leaves..
Myriad hues and smells..
Some were soggy..
Some withered..
Some crisp and fresh adorning dew drops...
The woods of my youth...
My joys and sorrows...
Hopes and heartbreaks...
Glories and losses ..
I was swept by a whirlwind of emotions...
Then she dragged me to another corner...
Songs of merriment...
Laughter and hush-hushes and whispers...
A swaying swing...
A tiny sob over a broken doll..
A peacock feather kept safe...
Between the pages of a book...
The happiness and joys of my childhood....
My little treasure box of childhood wonders...
As I was about to open the box ..
She pulled me again...
To a beautiful corner of flowers...
Bushes and fragrances..
The garden of my adolescence...
The fresh blooms of hopes and vigour...
Hidden behind the bushes were..
Those tiny boxes..
Some of the boxes were open...
Contents of some evaporated...
But there were some..
Hidden deep inside the bushes..
I knew what's inside...
Those were my most cherished dreams..
She collected those boxes...
And put them in my hands..
And pushed me back into my grey world...
She went back to her chamber..
Smiling from ear to ear....
That wicked naughty smile...
And glowing eyes...
As I opened my eyes...
To the tiny blooms in my balcony garden..
I could smell the enchanting fragrance...
Fragrance of my tiny boxes of dreams..
I held them close to my heart..
I know I will open them one by one...
Soon... Real soon. ..
Preetha Raj
Very good and stylish too.
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