The Roots Of Who I Am🤷♀️🌚
A shadow that taught me how to live since the day I was born, A guide that unfolded the puzzles of the universe and a path that broke the silence between my body and soul keeping it apart and united at the same time is not anything but the senses that's within me. If I ever had to define my experience with it , I would pen down it as everything that made me wake up to dawn after night, everything that endowed life inside me.
For the first time when I perceived the mystery the universe behold through the sensation of sight while witnessing the early morning skies in Pune, drenched in yellow and orange reflecting the drizzled sunflowers conversing to each other in a language unknown, captivating the child in me ,It felt like the moment transformed into a magic that transpired the vision.
For the first time when I perceived the rhythm the universe behold through the sensation of
sound while listening to the chatters of sparrow and the heavenly notes of cuckoo, waking up to the divinity of the land, I understood that the mysteries of the world are hidden in it's loam.
For the first time when I perceived the freshly implanted elements the universe behold through the sensation of smell while roaming around in the land engulfed with nature's creativity when the green made me smell it before I could see anything by plunging the fragrance of grass and flowers into my dreamy head ,It created a refreshing scent that embarked my heart till this second.
For the first time when I perceived the rapture the universe behold through the sensation of taste while waiting for the train to revert to my beatific land and among the hustles, bustles and whistles of the station the only thing that caught me was the burst of flavours sipping in through my mouth and nerves alike, inducing the alluring sip of chats and gobi in me , It imprinted a seductive race in my heart making me relive that moment everytime I had it again.
For the first time when I perceived the emotions the universe behold through the sensation of touch while caressing the subtle drops of rain that enriched the soil, making my bleak hands and soul drown in the sudden sensation of cold vigorous shiver that travelled through my spine, It blessed me with a memory to capture the quiver of nostalgia whenever I think about that moment.
@anu__anil.
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