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The view outside my window

Flowers swoon
In the monsoon melody
I loose count of time
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This is the view outside my window right now . And I can just sit for hours looking at it , admiring  the emerald leaves and the lilac flowers , whose color change with each passing day. When they bloom  they are dark psychedelic purple and as the sunlight fall on them they change to orchid and  pink . And to a faint whitish  pink in just a few days .

When the air sways them they dangle on the branches like a group of giggling girls ready to be shooed away . Sometimes they just hang quietly on the slender branches , waiting for the jilted lover to come and embrace them . When the hurried breeze come they jostle and sing a song in hushed voice . The  butterflies and bees come looking for nectar , even the humming birds hum  and they embrace them shyly .

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On a windy day when my windows rattle they  oscillate in a perfect harmony , dancing to the tune of nature’s orchestra . And when the showers of monsoon magic come they smile , get doused in their love and embrace them with passion . When they leave the branches , they still  lie in the path silently welcoming a new day and still spreading  smile to the passers-by.

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Time

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Pic Courtesy : Amit Sinha

Moments pass

Like whiffs of fragrance

Memories linger eternally

Time and life has so much semantics . We cannot hold them neither can change their course . With each passing second there is a change happening in our lives and hence reflecting the same thought . I truly believe that you cannot count your life by how many breaths you take but the moments which take your breath away .And these are the memories which remain in our heart forever , they are ageless , timeless ,buried forever in the pages of time , to be re-interpreted , to be rediscovered .

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