… Walking bare feet on the dew-y grass!

Hills… Night was just gone. It was early dawn. The strains of the night had melted as dew drop – clinging to the leaves, flowers, branches and trees. Dewy flowers give very enticing aroma. I just happened to wake up early. Not knowing what to do, I decided to stroll on the grass in my lawn. I left my sleepers to a side.

DewyMorning-728797There was no sun. Stars were winding up – up there in the sky. Wind was chilly as it was hitting the nape of my neck. I could sense the energy that the cold breeze was trying to infuse in me. I continued strolling. … Slowly, I was surrounded by streams of fleeting thoughts so much so, that I forgot the need for any warmth around. My legs were feeling a bit tired initially, later the whole body was overwhelmed by the release of tension inside. Barefoot003Throughout the day, it takes a lot of stress. … Time checks and deadlines, reports and returns, people with problems – sometimes their own, sometimes for the others! This world has changed a lot. I feel I am still a kid watching it change – under go metamorphosis, watching the time pass-by, with a finger between my teeth – bewildered, – in astonishment! How we used to live in our city then – in my childhood – how congested it used to be there! Now I have the vast open sky above and the ground below is part of the valley that I proudly call mine for the time being. How green this valley is! I now hear the noise coming from groups of children – playing football in the near by high school – learning biking on the curvy-curly roads with steep gradients – interrupted by the sound of a motor-vehicle every now and then – zipping by! How beautiful people are here! Many images come to my mind now – images of their laughter, their smile, their folklores, their arts and crafts – how rich is their culture, how limited are their requirements, how contented are they! I feel the tickle below my feet. DSC00503Birds are chirping their morning songs – cuck – cuck – chippy – chippy – churr – churr! Suddenly I am forced to return to the reality that many of the inhabitants of this place face day in and day out – that of the insurgency! How unrelated this beauty is to the family which has lost their only son in a terror-strike! Had there been not the problem of insurgency, this place would have been a great tourist destination. Sun is coming out now and before it dries the sap out of the dewy grass I have to return to my cottage and get into the daily routine once more.

Oh, what a feeling it was to walk bare foot on the dew-y grass! How soothing it was to feel the pure unadulterated freedom of my soul! How nice it would be to become a child again! World moves in a rotation of routines it seems. We keep craving for the same old picture perfect world! A calming sensation of pure satisfaction! I bet you can’t have a better start of a day!


13 thoughts on “… Walking bare feet on the dew-y grass!

  1. When I was a litthe girl I used to this all the time, back home in Romania…it brings back happy memories…but here, in Israel, in a time of great drough, the dew and the grass are scarce…

    1. Yes Ramona, there are lot of things that we used to do as kids, but forgot all when we grew up. Don’t know why, but these kid-stuffs used to keep us stress free then!

  2. Hey, great post. Great blog. It is clean and to the point. I have bookmarked it for future reading. You know it is rare to find quality content on these things…

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