Sometimes, I find a shaded spot under a tree.
I sit down for just a bit.
I let the sun peak at me through the leaves on the tree.
I let the cool breeze nourish my body and soul.
I remember the days of past when I played on a swing in Thatha’s field under a shaded tamarind tree. I remember and feel gratitude for that utterly carefree days of my youth.
I find peace.
I find strength.
Then, I get up and go about my usual madness.
Anyways, it was one of those rare Sunday evenings when I got to sit down quietly for a few minutes and enjoy a hot cup of chai.
Amen to finding peace.