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The soothing hug.

It's weekend here. Friday and Saturday. Be it either weekdays or weekends, there is always a rush chasing. For weekdays, it's routine whereas on weekends, it's the desperation to relax. Both the ways, days always go by in a blink.

These days i feel i am growin even more intolerant to the constant running. All i crave is to sit down and have a lengthy luxurious piece of quietness. Now i understand better when i see movie stars having wine in their bath tubs, listening to music and relaxing in the aromatic pool of water. Quietness can be so lucrative that it makes the human go at any length to have it.

It's so tough to afford it, you know. The quiet Me time where you can just sit and do nothing. A cup of tea is appealing so warm sips provide more comfort. Here in Kuwait, there are plentiful of sea beaches. And the way its citizens maintain them, hats off! They really like to keep their city and beaches superbly clean. Whenever i get a chance, i want to walk on the edge of the sea. The crashing of small waves at several points, the restlessness of water, the precision of clarity in it (when you look down, you can actually count stones, pebbles and rocks under it. the water is so impressively clean!), the mild winter, the warmth i get in the hugging jacket while seeing at the horizon where the sky and earth seem to have an eternal meeting...these just take me off my feet and i breathe the freshness, the crispness of the moment. Each one of us has different perspective to absorb the surroundings. i too am no exception.


i see sea and i feel myself surfing along its waves. i peer over the horizon and i understand the silent meeting is being held. i look at people around, talking, walking hand in hand and i see the appreciation of nature and human for each other. i see my feet submerged in the sea water, i sense the concept of belonging, as if i belong to the air, to its tiny particles, that every water droplet is trying to say something, that the hidden sun and brightly lit moon is sending a message. i feel as if the whole nature is trying to soothe the over-stressed, hyper-worked out physical, mental and emotional state of human beings. The whole scene resembles a big hug, waiting to get you in its embrace so that you no longer have to feel lost, because it has all the answers you are seeking for. But alas! Humans are too busy to give more attention than they tend to think they can. There is always some work left behind at home to complete, the grocery shopping, movie tickets, phone calls to make, or simply, an excuse to say that hey! You are a sea. You are not going anywhere so i'll get back again. Right now, i gotta go do something more important than just stand here and watch over you. You are practically the Hulk so you can take care of yourself.

Us! Tch! Always trying to prove we are the VIPs for nature, that we are the privilege for it. Talk about the irony of it all!

Good thing i find with the nature is, that it doesn't have to shift anywhere. It sticks! May be we too should learn the same thing. To stay honest to our bearer. And who might that be?

Right!

The nature, once again.

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