Beauty in everything

To wake up early in the morning, manage to get ready, stuff something inside the mouth and run to office... Work all day past dawn and dusk and make our way back home when the Sun is bright in the other part of the world, there are so many things which happens when we take life for granted and touches our life to make us realize how beautiful life is. But we never give them a chance. I thought why not give the world a chance to prove its worth? Listen to it for a day and understand if it has the right to feel the pride? So the day next -

'The warmth of the bed-sheet, the softness of the bed, the pillow which kisses my cheeks and the other pillow which is nuzzling up with me... The rays of sun which has one million colors, fighting with my stubborn curtain and creating beautiful patterns on my wall to grasp my attention to it. Then the rays calls its friend, the wind to help it move the stubborn one and enter into my room. Filling every nook and corner and finally touching my eyes. My dear pillow saves me from the rays but Sun is a possessive guy. I do love him but he just can't stand my amity with the pillows. He is angry on the pillow, more angrier on me. And starts hurting me with its warmth. I get frustrated on this jealous guy and I seek my friend- the curtain's help and send the sun off my room. 

I get up and feel the dark messy hair, my early morning innocent face, my half opened eyes like the crescent, dry lips longing for the kiss from the most clear and pure soul- the water. My lips get what it wants and much more too. The sweet smelling colorful paste looks like the foam of deep blue sea on a pearl. I get ready and thank all those amazing human imaginations hung on the wall and given various beautiful names. 

I am still angry on that possessive sun. I have decided not to look at him and so I cover myself completely with cream and cloth. My eyes search for comfort and my feet enters the one pair which promises that. I start to office and see the love, the amazing colors, art and beauty in every single face and human creation. The golden reflection in the dark water and the swiftness with which humans cut off one of their senses (smell) while crossing the koovam. 

At office every word typed and every word spoke are in sync creating a song. I listen to it and dance with it. I start back home with darkness as the companion. Now I miss my darling new Sun whom I hated and avoided the whole day. I understand how protective and caring he had been and how silly I was. When my thoughts are torturous just like the roads which I travel by, the fleeting images of him along with the fragrance of the mud and leaves fill my nostrils and gives me the purest addiction possible. Suddenly between the shadows and branches of the body guards (trees) with whom travels the fresh friend of my guy, the wind who follows me for my protection, I see a ray of light. It is not the light with million colors with which I fell in love with. This one is silvery and sweet and is shy. This guy looks cute but is being coercively kept away by my body guards with the help of the wind. I look above myself and look into his eyes. The moon, the handsome milky white guy so far who helps me find the right route. I silently thank him but loudly say out - "you won't last for long I can't trust you enough to be with you". He is a real beauty but he is just not my type and I understand it. 

I reach home, reach for my bed and pillow to snuggle myself but in my heart I think of my sun. I say out aloud - wake me up soon and I wont be angry on you. I also tell him thanks and that I missed him. I close my eyes and join hands with human faces in my dream.'

 It was just one day among the million days spent on this Earth. I did give it a chance and thus I saw in everything - love and beauty !!!