Counting clouds.

I am sitting in my room with Bridget Jones's Dairy and a hot cup of tea.  A perfect day to cuddle up with a book and sip tea... and meanwhile it starts raining... 

What a perfect combination Book + Tea + Rain. What better way to relax. 

I leap from my chair to feel the rain in my face, wind in the hair and enjoy that fresh, earthy smell... 

Ahhh! 

I inhaled it so deeply that it inspired me to write. Those who love the sweet smell of rain (petrichor) will understand what its like... It has the power to hypnotise your mind, body and soul to an extent where no barriers exist, a place that's indeed more spiritual. 

So here I am with my new blog post.... 

Last week was moderately hot. No sign of rain. Busy week mostly because my son was enjoying big break from school due to water logging after witnessing heavy rain and also Ram Rahim's arrest after 15 long yrs (a big scandal). Schools were off due to security reasons. 

When my son is at home he is too demanding... He wants time and variety of dishes most of which he rejects... Well that's another issue... Back to the topic... In whole, past week was hectic and stressful.. 

I took a little break and spent some time gazing up into the sky and was lucky to witness this enchanting view. The cloud mass forming made the site beautiful and a perfect view to click. 

Ever since I was little, clouds have fascinated me. I remember spending time on terrace lying on floor with my brother and sister watching clouds drift by.

We laid there for hours and looked at what seemed like balls of cotton at first gaze and later interpreted them as per our imagination... Ice cream, car, teddy, dragon, horse,   witch... Our imagination had no boundaries. 

We even had those innocent fights about the shape of the cloud, backing once own imagination. 

Clouds are something we all are so familiar with, that we hardly pay attention to them. Its human nature, the more often we see the things the more they become invisible to us. 

But I am among those who can spend hours watching them change their shape and colour.  I think they are truly enchanting thing to gaze upon.

Why do I love clouds??? 

Clouds are one natural beauty. As a kid I always wondered what's above the clouds.  

For an innocent brain things were simple and I believed what All those Indian mythological serials showed - Gods living in the sky.  It was said to be a place where God's lived, heaven and the wonder where soul goes after death. But in later years science made things crystal clear. 

Believing in the fantasy world was more fun than reality. A world supported by cartoons where clouds are padded cushions that one can bounce upon or a soft comfy hammock gave wings to my imagination. The more I saw more likely I felt being teleport to the mysterious world. 

They are the wonders of nature that cannot be touched like grass, flowers or felt like wind and rain. But there's definitely something that feels like Magic. A spell of God that has a magical touch on soul. 

Don't you think??  Sky would be a dull empty canvas without wondrous clouds. 

Sometimes I wonder why they are so special.. I guess because i can relate to them more than anything that nature offers. 

Clouds reflect their mood transparently just like me. Be it anger, love, sorrow, happiness.. What i feel is visible on my face and clouds portray theirs through colours. 

Sometimes when I see them I see myself. They are the mirror of my emotions. They resemble the thoughts in my mind. I see whatever my heart yearns for.  The time I feel depressed I see God coming for me on a horse or majestic light coming from a big cloud and When I am happy I things that brings smile on my face and when i am sad I see rough patches or scattered clouds... 

They are different at different times, places and for people. Everyone perceives them differently according to their mood.

Clouds enhance the beauty of the sky. The best part is, spend an hour watching them and no two of them will be the same because they keep moving, keep changing shape and hues. Every time its a new wonder, new masterpiece and new memory... 

Childhood is long gone, gone are those wonderful years of innocent thoughts, but the best part is to relive childhood with your kid. Motherhood is a big blessing. 

Now I may not get enough time to enjoy nature but I make sure whenever I travel with my family, we never forget to enjoy the changing hues and now even my 5yrs son plays imaginary cloud game. 

Clouds, sunsets, sunrises and our no-subject-restriction talks, all together makes journey memorable. 

All thanks to Nature, who has so much to offer. But it's on us to acknowledge and appreciate... 

So Take a break and ENJOY!