It is a peaceful day outside. At least it was till this morning before I opened my eyes to realize that I was awake. She lay beside me, a small girl with a face of innocence. I lay awake after that and noticed that outside my window it was a different day. I resumed staring at my ceiling; it was blank white. I closed my eyes and looked again but no noticeable change took place in that fraction of a second. I looked out of the window again. The small girl woke up and commented upon the beauty of the day as she smiled.
I got out of bed and stood before my sink mirror. I looked at myself. I was a a blur to myself. My glasses were at my desk. I opened the tap and fresh water came rushing into my life. I took some in the cup of my palms and splashed it on my face. Then my image improved in the mirror.
I went back to look out of the window. I saw it then; the beauty of the day. It really was beautiful. I just needed a change of perception.
3 comments:
Like I once said, "Perceptions change Visuals"
I wonder, if every opinion/observation is relative...
@shadowed meanings
It seems to me a very subtle poetic angrezi manner to say 'jaa mu dho ke aa'
Haha
Well, it's called class. Some have it, some don't. It's as simple as that.
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