Paradise Of Tranquility

Staring at the ducks who were swimming in the pond from the balcony of my room , I was feeling the mild air blowing and attracting my attention towards the fragrance coming out of the fresh blooming and flourishing flowers , and I can see my reflection and the shadow in the calm and still water of the pond , it seems taller than me almost compared to the images of the tress which can be seen on the ground with the sunlight , I started to look for the paper and the pencil , so that I can capture this overwhelming moment where I find myself amongst the nature and the creativity , away from the world of artificial pleasures , where I will judged by the conventions and perception of the nature , I saw my closet and the racks , the wardrobes , search something worthwhile , something to bring a smile on my face , I have to compensate for the comprises that I had made with the time and let the innocence like this nature has died , all those moments I lost , for the prestige of those worldly chores that just flew away from you when the eyes are closed and some one will not be able to the sight of the natural serenity and the peace , the soul will no more be your companion , there is no more contemplation , a belief of bliss is blown away by the waves of time , where some one can no more questions the acts and felt the sense of being alive . There is no more a mirror to depict the picture with a curious expression to explore the self within a body , the sky with the dark clouds and the thunder brought the rain , the drizzling and the water pouring from the high is creating the perspective of the heaven and the face portray the impression of the heart and make the environment bounded to the nature's spell . -. Adit Bhatnagar