The city of Bengaluru is observing another lock down once
again, this week. Roads are deserted. Atleast more deserted compared to what it
usually is.
The skies have cleared up once again revealing pure aqua
blue on clear days and dark grey when it’s just about to pour. Either way, we
get to yank the invisible thread of connection between a quiet, unhurried mind
and the freedom of staring at the sky and test it for real, at leisure.
Bird-songs rush to fill the air once again in the absence of
potential threats in the form of fume-spewing cars and trucks with their blaring
horns.
And except for a dangerous virus that lurks in the air
threatening to endanger one and all, everything seems to be nice and pristine
once again.
Why can’t we enjoy this noiselessness, this lack of need to
get to places and indulge in mindless consumerism, even when there is no
lockdown? Why can’t we self regulate and decide not to step out of home
unnecessarily or for purposes of mere entertainment (read reckless long drives
just for the heck of it) at least once or twice a week when things get to
normal? It’s not too much to ask for. It’s all a matter of setting intention and the resolve of following it through.
Mother Nature definitely seems to be enjoying this change.
It’s time we re-align our goals/ motives/ intentions with her’s to not just lead
a meaningful life but also to leave to our children a planet that is plain liveable.
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