I have been living alone for couple of years now and
kinda developed a liking for solitude. The convenience of being alone or hanging
out with friends at any time and as I want is pretty addictive.
This fall I had to move back home. Moving back was a big
change for me. Though I am delighted about homemade food & company of
family, I miss the ME time.
It all started around a month back when one day I agreed
to help Mom with the laundry and reluctantly climbed 3 flights of stairs
leading to the terrace where we dry the clothes.
I was pleasantly surprised to see the view. Quite a few
pigeons were relaxing around. And the sunset view was mesmerizing. I spent close to half an hour that day discovering
the various benefits of doing the daily chore of laundry – The sunset hill, Kids
playing in the street, Various birds
flying across the greyish-orange sky, View of a Temple and a Church, Train Whistles, Market across
the street, Cool breeze. A 360°view of greenery and so much
more. I became a regular :)
Sometimes I forget that I am a photographer.
It took me a week or so to realize that my terrace is a potential spot to
practice my photography skills. I have been carrying my camera to the terrace every
now and then. It’s the same place but every time I visit I get to see something new and
have been trying to capture the scenic view.
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| My Clicks from the Evenings I spend at the Terrace. |
Somehow I have started looking forward to evenings. Its more like playing hide n seek with the pigeons
as I try to capture their moments, I felt they were playing hard to get :P Later
I just sit there and watch the sun go down. The whole sunset experience – only gets
better n beautiful everyday.
Recent times have been similar to the middle of nowhere situations. Within this life of chaos these few
moments of joy & peace have really cheered me up day after day.
