You know that I love nature and capture its seasonal colors. But , I love cities more than I love nature.
There are moments when I understand how deeply my city embraces me . During long walk to the favorite coffee shop , while feeling happy after meeting a long lost friend , after having one tall cup of mocha with my husband at our favorite cafe , after finding everything I need within 10 mile radius – I end up worrying if I’ll manage to live anywhere else !
I think , it’s because every city where I lived a part of my life never let me feel left out or alienated.
People , crowd , cultural harmony , different opinions , respect for everyone and everything , world cuisines – they are the flavors of cities.
I love how street lights never let the darkness enter ; how people keep walking tirelessly to their respective destinations , how life schedules itself as per the time table of subways , buses, trains.
Moreover, I think , I love people and the extravaganza of everything around them. They make my city love more pure ,every single day.
**** After a short blog hiatus , today I thought of writing about a dream about peace. And then mean words from someone not so important hit my head ; and after a long time it occurred to me – I lost a bit of peace of mind and temper.
In our family, we practice positive thinking , I print positive pictures from many negative things from the dark room of my mind ; I practice breathing and walk off frustrations on tread mill. But, there are days when nothing helps . So, next couple of posts will be about my rants and things I avoid writing !