Chasing time 2017

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That time of year is here. Nostalgia personified. Time to count blessings, looking back and pondering what all happened. What all could not happen and what all could have happened.

As if it were just yesterday, the same day, the same time. Same flowers blooming, same migratory birds nesting, same temperature, rain, snow, chill in the air.

Like a flash it went by! Every wish sent to people, like it was written yesterday. The same parties, thankfully  surrounded by the same people. Some new additions surprisingly seeming like old acquaintances. Same cheer in the atmosphere.

Same emotions wreaking havoc. The same homeless, cold people on the roads stirring deep emotions within the soul. Same sense of helplessness, restlessness and pain.

Same sense of joy and pride watching your children grow. Love, companionship amongst young and old in the family. Same sense of gain when a new member arrives in the family. The extreme sense of loss felt like a huge void, everytime remembering those lost.

Years passing by one at a time but like on a speedboat, zooming past. Memories merging into each other like a dream, senselessly mixing people , events from past and present together.

Like a joyride, rollercoaster years, same posts, photos, comments, likes on the social media. The decorated Christmas trees, the dancing , singing , drinking, New Year’s Eve parties. Identical situations yet…

The year is brand new, time lapsed, 12 months gone, countless breaths drawn. Mind absorbing pain and pleasure like a sponge. Countless moments lost, countless moments acquired. Bonds formed and broken, relationships strengthened, weakened.

The familiarity of “Sameness” embracing in comfort. The excitement of unknown giving sense of adventure. Family, friends giving  love, hope and the strength to go on. Go on chasing time!

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Thanksgiving

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Like the air, invisible, untouchable but paramount to life.

An emotion, a void filled, completeness, paramount to happiness.

A feeling, a whisper, a simple touch, paramount to survival.

A fantasy, an imagination, a dream, paramount to ambition.

Family, friends, a society, paramount to continuation.

Celebrations, festivals, customs, paramount to joy.

Like a soul within a body, otherwise just muscles, bones, blood and nerves.

Love is paramount to existence.

Fall-5

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Leaves, lime green and lemon yellow, waiting patiently for the temperature to drop.

This year September had been unusually warm, delaying the magic show of nature.

But soon the show begins, nature adorns its most vibrant attire.

Appearance of leaves changing from sparkling sunshine yellows to bright oranges.

The royal blood red deepening to sophisticated maroons. Finally resting at rusts and browns before they kiss the Earth.

Falling gently to the ground, one leaf over another, one at a time, slowly, meticulously. Leaving the tree bare.

Rising to form heaps of leaves’ mountains.

Forests transforming into chaos of colours, clear blue water bodies reflecting the magic.

Enhancing the effect.

Leaves breathing their last breaths, trees shedding them, saying goodbyes, letting go!

One of its kind farewell, so amazing, so breathtaking.

                       Photography Credits Go To Sapna Veluri Nandakumar.

September-2

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The sky is getting clearer, clouds beginning to disperse with winds of change.

The wind is getting cooler, Sun beginning to shine more often over mountain range.

Days, evenings not somber anymore, grays converting into vibrant landscapes.

Wetness drying up, no more downpours, colours popping up like lady’s drapes.

Relief from heat, break from the rains. Seems like the Earth is ready to exhale.