Vision. The ability to think and plan about future with imagination or wisdom. But, how do you plan the coming time when the present one isn't stable itself? This thought haunched itself in my mind and decided not to leave me alone when I stood calmly, enjoyig every breath, feeling the rain falling on me. Exams had finished, even marks were disclosed but the tension bridge was still extremely crowded. It was uncanny. This duration after exams was always meant to be a about carefree-me, but this time the carefree-me was somewhere in deep sleep under a heavy blanket probably because of the rainy winds. Although, I forced my physical form to lift up my glasses and watch with my clear eyes. Suddenly, everything was beautiful. Everything. From the neighbour's irregular paint to the weird print on my shirt, everything was beautiful. Was it the removal of every bad and opposite thought before my eyes or the deep breath that filled me with satisfaction? Who knows... With my vision held high, I noticed the nature's depiction of tints and shades. It felt like I am trapped in a masterpiece by some great artist that I don't even know exists.
The clouds mingled with each others as the wind did nothing but move swiftly. Every moment passing by, I thoughtfully remembered the day I had. A time duration of almost 10 hours but still a rollercoaster ride exactly how it's for the clouds which were hovering over my head. I twisted my head to take a bigger view just when the glasses from over my head fell on my nose. That little move, made all my depressive and negative thinkings go away in a zap. The drops of the patter pittered over the period and created a pattern which wad disturbing but now too, beguiling. My fingers resisted my brain and went against the command of messing that ravishing formation.
I realised, if a small moment can lift my mood by hundred times, then how about a bigger savour. I turned my music on with volume high as sky. With a mesmerising beautiful view in front my eyes, I lip-synced the song and understood the importance of time, more importantly of the present. Rather than sitting clumsily, choosing to go out was a success. It felt like every single thing around me was in my favour. From the clouds, to the patter and even the breeze. It is just that, if we realize what we want and what we don't, slowly and slowly, everything will come right in place. All pieces will come together, that too in the right places and create a big picture known as life. And when you feel the few pieces in place, you progress. That's when the Future is been saved and our vision has come to life.
The clouds mingled with each others as the wind did nothing but move swiftly. Every moment passing by, I thoughtfully remembered the day I had. A time duration of almost 10 hours but still a rollercoaster ride exactly how it's for the clouds which were hovering over my head. I twisted my head to take a bigger view just when the glasses from over my head fell on my nose. That little move, made all my depressive and negative thinkings go away in a zap. The drops of the patter pittered over the period and created a pattern which wad disturbing but now too, beguiling. My fingers resisted my brain and went against the command of messing that ravishing formation.
I realised, if a small moment can lift my mood by hundred times, then how about a bigger savour. I turned my music on with volume high as sky. With a mesmerising beautiful view in front my eyes, I lip-synced the song and understood the importance of time, more importantly of the present. Rather than sitting clumsily, choosing to go out was a success. It felt like every single thing around me was in my favour. From the clouds, to the patter and even the breeze. It is just that, if we realize what we want and what we don't, slowly and slowly, everything will come right in place. All pieces will come together, that too in the right places and create a big picture known as life. And when you feel the few pieces in place, you progress. That's when the Future is been saved and our vision has come to life.
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