It’s raining so heavily here, that it is deafening. The visibility is tending to zero and the view of the greens is seized by the puffy clouds that are waiting to off load the weight they have carried for kilometers together.

I came to the terrace that is beautifully located at the strategic location to avoid the noise from the cars below and simultaneously get an astonishing view of the lake. Best of both the worlds!
It’s been 3 days since I am in a hibernated environment without internet and cellphone connectivity, and I have covered almost all the topics in the world with the people I have travelled. After a point you have to address the elephant in the room. And for me since ages, I feel, is the lack of string of thoughts to colour the paper that lay in front of me. I came to the terrace today morning, with a mess in my head about various topics flowing in and out creating dangling pointers and memory leaks. I thought I will let the silence break the stream of thoughts into logical parts and let them flow. Amidst the flow of thoughts and admiration for the gigantic timeless beauty that stood before me, in seconds it unraveled its new chapter of the play. And once again I was lost at the soothing sound of the rain hitting the roof.
The words are seldom enough to define what lies in front of you when you are surrounded by the elements of nature. How infinitesimally tiny are we and tinier are our thoughts. I instantaneously succumb to the rain, I gave up my stories, I gave up analyzing about how I am unable to finish the sentence that need to be finished and altogether about the elephant I was planning to address. Basically, I gave up thinking. It was so serene and peaceful that I felt rejuvenated and thrilled and blessed to be where I was. And it struck me – I never want to go back to routine from here.
The routine which unwillingly engages you in corporate politics, the constant deadlines, and the constant pressure of performance where, the competition is so cut throat that one day someone told me I lost the opportunity because I dint receive their call. We have become servants of the selfish manmade environment, from which if we don’t find a way out soon, we will be stuck in the sadist whirlpool, for life.
Every time I have gone out on the vacation the last day has always been tough. The day is filled with mixed emotions about going back to the place called home but that comes with a cost of lifestyle that we have trained ourselves to thrive in. Ever wondered if you can get out of the circle?
Well as difficult as it gets for me to go through the last day of the vacation, it is one step closer to planning a new one. Even though routine is good, a change of scenery, a tweak in monotony always keeps you from getting bored of one.
Getting into the nature is trending on the Instagram and every social media these days, but hasn’t it been a very old practice? The need for it has suddenly risen because of the grind we put ourselves through throughout the week.
In this fast paced world when threads and reels culture cascades down and no one has the time to grasp the entirety of where you are at the moment, it’s great to give yourself the luxury to expand your horizon and meet the nature. Most of us are blessed with mountains, oceans or the forests very close by and approachable for us. Visiting them and getting soaked in them to feel the insignificance of your presence makes you want to rethink the priorities and whether really the load we carry on our shoulders each day and night is worth.
Whether it is just a day outing with your loved ones or solo, or it is a tea in the balcony everyday watching the birds and trees or whether it’s an elaborate escape, choice is yours. And once you get there and sit in silence, you will know what I mean.


