be right back

Be right back….

Okay I have spent the last two weeks wondering which is worse: high fever accompanied by a bad cough n cold or sheer boredom accompanied by a complete lack of creativity and wits. Y was I pondering between the devil and the deep sea…. because I have been fortunate enough to enjoy the magnificent company of both over the past month. What made their acquaintance all the more special was the fact that I happened to be in my vacations! Vacations that came just after my exams…the stupendous timing of the whole goddamned fiasco just stumps me! And now that I am at the end of the vacations…I have an overload of work which I am supposed to make up on…. and I am still reeling under the effects of a bad chest cold…. but lets just try to see the bigger picture…you know that whole try to be positive thing…. Well my guitar string snapped and my best friend was supposed to come to town….but she couldn’t…..well I guess I can do better.
So here goes…it finally started raining and trust me in this part of the world that’s breaking news. Rains somehow bring out the best in the world. The sky looks like riot of the most brilliant and rich colours…. shades of blue at once u would see azure blue, dark hues of grey and black and add to that the standard reds and purples. Quite fascinating. Everyday the sky looks like a different painting on the walls of a huge gallery… and obviously u try n figure out the different shapes of clouds. The world looks all the more greener. Always been very fortunate to live in an area where there are lots of trees and fields. One has to see to believe it…. a single tree having leaves of at least 10 different shades of green… ranging from lemon yellow to dark grayish green… a perfect work of art. I say art because in a painting to give it a 3-d realistic perspective, the artist always applies more than 3 shades. But nothing looks as stunning as the sea during the monsoons. The sea looks like a huge black polka dotted blanket, and every time you see it confounds you coz it manages look grave, beautiful, dark, mysterious, simple, thoughtful all at the same time.
You feel as if you could go on writing as u stare outside through the window… but u just don’t have the words.

Brb………