Penny in the Sky

The roar of the waves never fail to soothe my chaotic mind. The noise of my thoughts is cacophonous. A constant buzzzzzzz swirling through the mysterious alleys of logic and emotions. The water soaks it down. I get some downtime.

The sun is tired, and jealous. He wants to dip into the blue and green waters and get drenched himself. He starts his descent into the horizon and soon disappears into the sea. He is going to be there for a while before he shows up, all fresh and warm, tomorrow morning.

I look up at the sky, trying to savor the different hues of orange and reds, before it all turns dark. My phone keeps clicking away, trying to capture this beautiful expanse into my small screen.

We are on our way back to the hotel. The Californian beaches are going to sleep. I want to follow suit. While I see the cars zipping by on the side, I look straight ahead. And there she was! Coming out from the hills, bashfully, the Moon herself! She wore a copper-colored gown and looked striking as never before. She decided to go for the non-glossy look today. Nothing too shiny. Nothing too blingy. No gold. No silver. But still pretty. Very very pretty. 

Metallic matte was her theme for the night.

I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was right ahead of me, and so close. I reached out to touch her, but she was in a joyful mood. She started to play games with me. Hide-n-seek! The trees and hills offered her the perfect arena to toy with me. I have to admit I was a bit irritated. She wouldn't let me take her pictures. I frowned upon her. She laughed and slowly started to go further away. What did I do to cross her??? I wondered. Talk about being camera-shy. 

Google later told me that the Moon, had walked into an eclipse today. She had absorbed the rays of the mighty Sun and bronzed in it. Hence, the 'coppery' appearance, the 'penny' look. Anushka tagged her as 'The Penny in the sky'. People called her the 'Blood Moon'.

She went back to her silver self after a bit. Far away, she shone, doling out flying kisses to all of us down here, assuring us that she will always be there, moving our waters, inspiring our poets, cuddling with the lovers, calming our nerves, inspiring our dreams, as we close our eyes.

O Moon, I love you .....'to the moon and back'.

Personal Hotspot!

We live in a world that echoes with noises. The source can be external, or internal. India is bustling with people and it’s hard to find any solace. USA, has a different problem. We are haunted by our own voices that bounces within our little heads. No peace here too. And in this chaotic cacophony, we find our energies getting drained, our senses weakening, and our body slowing down.

So how do we find some quietude? How do we re-charge? How do we find our very own personal Hotspots? 

After a furious morning, the day slowed down for me. Clients got a little less demanding. Boss was out of the way. I laid my head down on my desk. And almost instantly, nostalgia rushed in. Memories of the good ole school days. When you would lay your head down on the school desk. To blush a smile, or to shed a tear, without getting caught. And sometimes, simply out of sleepiness. As the head sank in our very own arms, the background noise became wordless and meaningless. And the mind, simply rested, almost charging itself with renewed energy, to go through what came next.

Next, came the teacher. The squeals and giggles of the girls and the shouts of the boys whimpered away, and the class greeted in one single voice ‘Good Morning Miss’. 

It’s been a while, isn’t it? Since you have tried doing the same. So while the sun’s still out and the light’s still full, and the dusk is a few more hours away, just lay your head on your desk and feel the time stand still. And as you come out of your reverie, you will be find yourself geared up to read the next email, or walk into your next meeting. 

Zap up people!!!