बस यूँही….

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A journey through unseasonal rains last weekend and a photograph of moisture laden clouds discharging their burden over a not-too-distant area near the horizon sparked off some thoughts. The literal fructification of these thoughts remains only a dream with the presence of others in the vehicle including an enthusiastic quadruped whose fondest desire seems to be somehow getting into the driver’s seat. Who knows, someday his enthusiasm might be reciprocated by the advances in automobile technology that will allow him to do so.
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I was reminded of this wonderful short poem I had read recently.
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If In Loving, Singing…

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If in loving, singing, night and day
We could trifle merrily life away,
Like atoms dancing in the beam,
Like day-flies skimming o’er the stream,
Or summer blossoms, born to sigh
Their sweetness out, and die–
How brilliant, thoughtless, side by side,
Thou and I could make our minutes glide!
No atoms ever glanced so bright,
No day-flies ever danced so light,
Nor summer blossoms mixt their sigh,
So close, as thou and I! —- Thomas Moore

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#Diehard_Romantic
#Pas_De_Deux
#Journey_Of_Life
#Hopelessly_In_Love_With_Nature
#The_lull_before_the_storm
#Beauty_All_Around

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