I can feel the sunshine. The warmth of it. But, I’m sitting inside at my workplace and not under an open sky. So, how do I feel it? Yes. My mind conceives it. Let me close my eyes and take a deep look inside. I can see a smiling me. I’m hopping like rabbits on the green grass outside my house. It’s sunny, but not hot. The tamarind tree near the huge concrete fence is shaking its leaves. A few fresh ripened tamarinds have fallen on the ground.
As a kid, I used to hide behind the water tank nearby to pick the fallen tamarinds without my mother’s knowledge. Somehow she always knew and rushed to the spot when I am all set to pick one. Still tamarinds make me drool.
There are few books lying scattered on the grass. I can see a pen and my usual notebook in which I scribble things. Perhaps, I was writing. Neither the cover pages of the books nor my writings are visible. The wind is whooshing. Some torn pages from the notebook started flying around. I’m running around to collect them. I’m still smiling.
I can sense a new energy in me. Reasonless, yet strong. I wish everyday could be as bright as today!
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