Monday, December 23, 2013

.....Starry Starry Nights

Last Friday, when I was flying back to Delhi at night, just before landing, I had a thought. The same thought which always comes to me every time I fly late night.

Looking down, I saw countless lights. The night was dark and the street lights, the house lights, office lights, car lights etc etc were shimmering like little dots. It reminded me of the endless photos from my physics books of the Milky Way. Immediately I began figuring out patterns amongst those countless dots..
I felt like a tiny part of that galaxy. I started thinking about our existence and its meaning. In the grand scheme of things I was there with my own issues and challenges.  The fact that I existed was quite overwhelming. 

This thought is now stuck in my head. I keep thinking about it. The awareness of ones existence in a spiral galaxy is something. Making that existence count is like a job well done or more importantly a life well lived.
There are so many little things around us which we fail to notice and they all add up to our existence.
These things are omnipresent and yet we don't take a moment to think about them. My last few months have made me sit up, realize and appreciate these little things. I have spent a lot of time with myself and it just made me realize of all the things that make me. Things that are a part of my DNA. These are the things that I always look out for. I acknowledge, smile and everything feels good. I don't know when these things became a part of my existence.

I keep looking out for these things for happiness, reassurance and comfort. My world runs around them. They are all a part of my Milky Way. The crescent moon giving company to the quiet evening star. The ginger-pink sky at 6:00 am. Looking at the wild flowers around the corner.Trying to remember the Blue Danube in parts. Writing.Yellow flowers. Grey windy sky. Dog ears in old almost "yellowed" books. Hot coffee on a cold morning. Old trees spread out. Music. Lyrics. An old pullover. A warm quilt. Mickey Mouse socks. Chocolate orange muffins straight from the oven. Writing on a piece of paper. Standing in the balcony. Singing old songs. Plants. Far off lands. Colors, here and there. The same perfume. Touching the walls while walking.Baking. Fighting for my causes..  Lost Causes. A good brekker. Angry birds....
This song can go on and on and on and on...

So many many many things I do out of habit but at the end of the day they are ingrained in my fiber. Knowingly/ unknowingly they have become a part of me and my existence. I don't have my life figured out but I know that these things will continue to be a part of my life for years altogether..
Someone very intelligent said this a long time ago:
"Nobody ever figures out what life is all about, and it doesn't matter. Explore the world. Nearly everything is really interesting if you go into it deeply enough"

Like I said the little things form my Milky Way. Time and experiences have taught me to savor, live and love these little things.  I am just a drop in the ocean but I exist along with these things. These things define me and that is really something. I guess that's a good enough reason to make everything count? 

I hope you notice and appreciate these little things too..


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