Please note that this story is purely a work of fiction and all names, characters, places, events and locales are either a product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictious manner. Any resemblance to any event and/or person living and/or dead is purely coincidental. We do not intend on offending any race, religion or community.
One hardly ever knows the reason for feeling annoyed and frustrated. Some blame it on the stressful lifestyle while some go on to blame the weather, the roads and even their loved ones.
The tiny actions of a toddler which usually make a heart smile have become irritating for most parents. With the passage of time, we are becoming less calm, less relaxed and more short-tempered.
Here, we talk about how simple stuff like different bedsheet, soft blankets, candle stands and the aroma of incense can actually make a difference.
Nisha typed the introduction and paused for a minute.
”Thats great,” she said, “now what shall my first column be about?”
”I am so happy that those girls are out!” Mr. Ajay was having a conversation with several men.
”Now, that room is all empty,” one of the men spoke up.
”Besides that,” said Mr. Ajay, “Nishant is also not here.”
”We have CBI officers investigating this place,” one of the men spoke angrily, “we need to be very careful.”
The evening came in full grace. The sun had set peacefully and the weather up there was even cooler. The silence of the evening swept in slowly through the windows as Diya said her prayers.
She then quietly went into the kitchen to make some tea.
”So are we attending the workshop this evening?” asked Nisha walking into the kitchen.
”I feel we should,” said Diya, “we have been working since afternoon. It will act as a nice break.”
”We might have to sit with the staff,” said Nisha, “we aren’t guests here and we wont be allowed to sit in the main hall.”
”Cheer up Nisha, its all right. We shall get a clear view from the balcony of the auditorium as well. And they have speakers installed everywhere.”
”You didn’t show me your first draft,” said Nisha, ” what is it about?”
”Bonding with mother earth,” said Diya, “I have studied a number of rituals and activities. I am typing it all out now.”
”And what about the pictures?”
”I would prefer to click them myself.”
”Well then,” said Nisha, “there are plenty of landscapes here. Shall we try tomorrow morning?”
”Perfect,” said Diya.
The world may laugh at your dreams. People may think that you have lost your mind. But somewhere in your heart you know what you are meant to do. The future is uncertain and no one knows how it will turn out but we can love and live fully in this present moment at least.