It's raining, finally. The big drops of water hit my face and
breaks into a thousand small droplets of molten diamond.
As the glistening fluid trace
the contours of my face, my minds tries to renew itself while the heart gets
haunted by the past in myriad ways. Sometimes it is bathed in the golden warmth
of fond memories, at other times it walks the dark alleys of pain and cringes
in agony. The mind, on the other hand, is oblivious to the matters of the
heart, or at least it aspires to be. The marriage of the two has ceased to be,
they walk their separate ways, think separate thoughts.
Perhaps the mind has attained the state of Nirvana - the place
where mortal needs, feelings, sensations do not matter. Still, it revels in the
glory of the pitter patter sound that fills its auditory senses. It basks in
the gentle light that sparkles within each raindrop. It sighs at the sensuous
touch of the drops, sizzling away as it glides down the warm skin!
And the mind is then forced to think - Is this Nirvana? Being one
with nature? Feeling it caress you, hearing it speak softly in your ears? But then
another more solemn questions fills the mind…isn’t this reminiscent of what the
heart feels?
The mind feels confused; the heart reaches out and speaks softly
in the mind's ears...yes, this is how I see the world, and this is how I feel!
The lips curl into a gentle smile as the marriage of the heart and
mind is revived with renewed vows of togetherness as they both realize that each
is incomplete without the other.
The rain god showers his blessing with more molten diamonds, for
now, all is well in the land of love!
