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Sunday 5 July, 2009
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GOOD EARTH

  As usual it was quite a dismal day. The thick canopy of rain clouds above in the skies could hardly make space for the crisp sun beams to permeate through this barrier to reach the earth and thus warming it ………… the earth seemed to be moist from the occasional rains that would shower at times , really rain –drenched and the absence of the sun’s luminosity led to the ambient temperature falling down …………. It was cold outside . A strange silence, not quite quintessential, prevailed over the country scape that I am talking about. The silence quite unbreakable , coz everywhere was barren devoid of birds flying or insects beating their wings or their buzzing beat. The only thing that was audible and captured attention was the rains pattering at times -------- the ‘ tip-tap ‘ sounds .

 

   Notwithstanding the rains and the unpredictable weather, I decided to go out for a walk  and as I was strolling down the winding lanes down the country side, I noticed not a single other person outside . So I was alone. Must be, the gloomy weather had dampened the vivacity of the folks for a while, who in their lethargy are now too lazy to come out to pursue the daily workouts of life. On my solitary journey down the lanes I chanced upon some rare mushrooms sprucing like ‘green ‘flowers here and there on the forests on both sides . And I saw some rodents , the timid rodents running away elsewhere , being  perceptible lest for some seconds. “Good earth” the words would reflect in my mind’s recesses as I wandered about aimlessly . Yes, our planet , was ‘remarkable ‘ indeed from the perspective of the bountiful natural beau ……… so stunning ……….. how I wish I could capture the splendor of those forests on this very day in my mind’s recesses forever !

 

   It was only  last day that I read about some gory news in the local papers --- of violence, and the prevailing warfare over our world . How strange ! I contemplated at this moment , when I could only appreciate the beau of nature ……… so placid , so spontaneous, so unpretentious  ! I reflected that ‘ we’ are nothing but mere objects in God’s world comprised of these forests , the green lands , the skies above …………… in these spatial dimensions, we being only temporal entities , we come to this earth, being borne from the primitive womb of nature, thrust into this fierce, fine world of ours , to live for a cause and a reason , and whilst living, we savor this splendor of nature around us ……….. and then  that we die ? to be united again with that massive energy that rules our worlds . And our planet, is indeed a “good earth “ with untapped beauty still prevailing amidst nature elements………….    

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