Beyond my horizon
I am on a different plane now.
Suddenly there is no need to live from weekend to weekend. I am trying to still bring in a routine. Being the early riser, my day starts early with so much to look forward to. The feeling is divine.
On the flip side, I am developing irritating disorders. I hang out clothes to dry and match the colour of clothes to the clips. I have time to watch everyone walking into the house. And I bite my tongue stopping myself from telling people to first go and wash their hands, like I myself do. I read the date of manufacture, expiry, instructions, ingredients on every label I come across.
I watch the sky changing at different times of the day. It feels good to be able to go to the gym anytime and spend as much time as I want. I may be lazy getting there but once I make it, I really sweat.
I sit on my little balcony and watch the green hills. The sides look like they are covered with florescent moss. The trees have grown denser and greener and the little temple at the top can hardly be seen anymore. Only the tiny red flag is fluttering proudly. I lie back on the floor cushions and watch the grey clouds circling the hilltops. There... the tops have disappeared and I know, the rains will reach here in 2 minutes.
I run to get the clothes inside. Careful, don't mix the clips. They have to hang coordinated on the empty line too.
I think of food. The need to munch all the time is gone. I leave meals to the cook. When she isn't around I rustle up spaghetti bolognese, in olive oil of course, or grilled chicken.
Dusk is a beauty here. I like to watch the horizon from my bedroom. The sky turns different shades on different days. Purple, navy blue, maroon, pink , mauve, rust, orange. Sometimes it's a mixture and looks magical. And far off in another suburb, little lights twinkle on and a skyline forms. I smile in delight and catch the breeze on my face. My flying white curtains look ethereal in the twilight.
The night has began. Magic has began. Exciting prospects await. I light some scented candles and go in for a warm shower.
Suddenly there is no need to live from weekend to weekend. I am trying to still bring in a routine. Being the early riser, my day starts early with so much to look forward to. The feeling is divine.
On the flip side, I am developing irritating disorders. I hang out clothes to dry and match the colour of clothes to the clips. I have time to watch everyone walking into the house. And I bite my tongue stopping myself from telling people to first go and wash their hands, like I myself do. I read the date of manufacture, expiry, instructions, ingredients on every label I come across.
I watch the sky changing at different times of the day. It feels good to be able to go to the gym anytime and spend as much time as I want. I may be lazy getting there but once I make it, I really sweat.
I sit on my little balcony and watch the green hills. The sides look like they are covered with florescent moss. The trees have grown denser and greener and the little temple at the top can hardly be seen anymore. Only the tiny red flag is fluttering proudly. I lie back on the floor cushions and watch the grey clouds circling the hilltops. There... the tops have disappeared and I know, the rains will reach here in 2 minutes.
I run to get the clothes inside. Careful, don't mix the clips. They have to hang coordinated on the empty line too.
I think of food. The need to munch all the time is gone. I leave meals to the cook. When she isn't around I rustle up spaghetti bolognese, in olive oil of course, or grilled chicken.
Dusk is a beauty here. I like to watch the horizon from my bedroom. The sky turns different shades on different days. Purple, navy blue, maroon, pink , mauve, rust, orange. Sometimes it's a mixture and looks magical. And far off in another suburb, little lights twinkle on and a skyline forms. I smile in delight and catch the breeze on my face. My flying white curtains look ethereal in the twilight.
The night has began. Magic has began. Exciting prospects await. I light some scented candles and go in for a warm shower.
posted by anumita at 5:32 pm
41 Comments:
Ah! She is back.
Horizons are mystifying while being comforting at the same time. Well written. Nice read after a week-long black-out.
Reminds me of a mail a friend sent, ??musings from nowhere to nowhere. That is the very thing called life; from nowhere to nowhere. We do not know precisely where from we came and where we head to. As a child I was stunned with a definition of life from one infinity to another through finite calamity.?
I replied that I was annoyed at the density of purposelessness in the statement. Without beauty in a philosophy, its only words.
Cheers!
wow!! i want to be there....to see the sky turn pink and orange...and with the white curtains flying and night approaching....SIGH!!!!!!!!
bips
A Lovely post! You have a way about explaining things, I liked it.. Very nice...
Looks like you stay in a very picturesque location! Cool.. Wish i had a house, right next to the mountains too...
What a shift in topic -> From vibrators, to horizons and landscapes :))))
Nice post.
hills, horizons, colours... hmmm... sounds great indeed. only the time is the problem.
Delightful post, Anumita.Enjoy. Do you miss any of the working life?
atul sabnis: Thank you. And coming from a writer as brilliant as you is indeed a pleasure.
bips: Then why dont you just come down? We can watch it all together.
johnny boy: Thank you dear boy. And you ll be surprised to know I live in bbay. These are just hills not mountains but indeed picturesque. Or maybe it's the way I look at things. :)
chakra: That's the whole point, chakra. Now I have the time to revel in it all.
venkat: I am trying to enjoy my break as much as possible before getting back to the grind. I think we all deserve it once in a while.
yes....the joys of a break. i think I should enjoy mine as much as much as you are enjoying yours.
interesting blog!!!
wwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaa wwwwaaaaaaa.. that was a baby crying for the toy she just saw ... I too want all this.
Enjoy ... and Thanks for writing about it so that we enjoy it too.
oohh. i feel sooo jelous!!
being at home alone with nothing really to do but just enjoy urself is something i simply adore.
Lovely post anumita. Matching clothes to the clips...sounds worrying :) Have fun, it sounds perfect.
anumita....its so sad that my break just got over and ur break just started!!! :-( would love to be there!!
btw...even i match my clothes with the clips!! heehee!!
bips
No words can describe the feeling of being htere but you sure made a wonderful attempt and took me there,the beauty,the mistm,the clouds,the hills and i can feel the wind and i can see it all:)
By the way i do the samw with the clips and clothes:D
"Thank you dear boy" -> lol... :))
Yes very surprised that u live in bbay and describe your view, the way you did :-) I guessed that you might have been living somewhere around the edges of the bombay 'boundary' :-)
Yeah, the way you look at things is what actually counts... Ok, now me gotta doubt, were you just imagining and writing based on your perceptions, or do these sights really exist? [For all you know, maybe its the tall skyscraper next building, which forms ur 'hill', and the smoke created by the vehicles, which forms ur 'mist' :))) ]
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Thank you for the accolade; seems that you have been visiting Gaizabonts clandestinely.
I dont have the 'blush' smiley, so I will just say *blush*
:)
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nicely written - it sounds lovely.
rash: You must, you must. Once you make up mind it wouldn't be difficult.
af: Welcome and thank you.
colours: Dont you say that! I should be crying for all the weekends in Switzerland and Paris. I wouldn't mind working 18 hours a day if I get your kind of weekends.
hope & love: You are right. I am glad for all this time and dont even miss having people around.
wicked angel: I know. I am telling myself to consciously mismatch the clips. But I look for uniformity in that too!
bips: Take another break then, or come when you take your next break. So glad someone else does the clip matching.
akruti: Of course I can never come close to you while attempting to write about nature. And welcoming you to the clip matching fraternity.
Johnny boy: Bombay does have its spots of beauty, you know (though beauty spots or not, I love all of it). Fortunately, I do see fresh green hills during the day and a nice skyline of the neighbouring suburb in the evening. A residential area and a higher floor helps with the noise and pollution too.
atul sabnis: I do visit all your blogs, just dont leave a comment every time.
kafka: Thank you, thank you.
"no need to live from weekend to weekend"...touched a raw nerve somewhere...must be delight to live ur life unmechanically, free from the clutches of one of the worst human inventions...clock...read ur blog and then comments..there are couple of ppl. suffering from compulsive obsessive disorder...matching clips with clothes...lol
thanks for ur comment on my blog...n thanks for the friendly advice also.eveni am trying to sort out things...do keep dropping in...and..u write very well!
that was so beautifully written! i was there with you on the floor cushions, watching the sky change its colours, smiling at you color co-ordinating clips, laughingly telling you not to and hoping that you cook doesnt arrive so that you will have to rustle up some spaghetti! :)
Such a lovely post. I think it's wonderful to take the time to read ingredients and match your clothes to their clips! Isn't that something like stopping to smell the flowers?
The main thing is, you're doing things you WANT to do ~ the payoff for that is excellent.
sheriff: Yes, it's a nice change. You probably didn't know of my OCD. I am a bad case, now I see it's spreading. :)
af: Thank you. It was just that, a friendly advice. You know best what to do and I am sure you ll manage things well.
gulnaz: Thank you. It's indeed a wonderful view and time stands still. I never get tired of sitting and watching the sky.
weary hag: It's nice actually to be able to pay attention to little details. I sure love that. But I better be careful before I turn into a freak!
awesome post !
Envy you !
Beautifully written.. I cna see you are enjoying yourslef ! Good, good, have fun :)
jealous....time is so precious, i've often caught myself wishing for 48 hour days...
i cut a sorry figure na?
So beautifully written.....
*sigh* when will I ever get days like that - when I have wole days to myself and I have so many things to do...
*same pinch* I read every label instructions n all that I come across! :D
I don't have a balcony! D#$%!!
Candles n warm shower..... excellent way to pamper yourself!
Anumita, you seem to have found a lot of time for yourself, lately. I mean, all these things were always there, but it may be just that you are discovering them now. Good post. Keep these coming
Reading your post , I was like "What the hell am i doing at work?" Lovely as always, anumita :)
another gem of a post!!!
I thought Mumbai would be crowded concrete jungle with everyone rushing around in a big hurry. You have described a completely different world! The colourful detail of suburban dusk was absolutely enchanting!
I miss the dawn, I miss the dusk.
Need to rise earlier and get back from work earlier too.
loved the last and the last but one paras.
gautam: Thank you. How you doing and how r the beautiful kids?
parna: Yes, yes, soaking it all in as long as it lasts.
ash: Thank you, finally could do this.
gratis: Dont you remind me of my idle state of being! I want to go on like this for some more time.
nupur: You ll soon have all the time you want. And the balcony, and warm baths amidst plenty of romantic scented candles.
sudipta: Maybe, sudipta. But am glad I have discovered these joys. Makes life very beautiful.
stone: Thank you. :)
rat: Hey, dont you worry. We all have our time. Tomorrow you ll be lazing on some sunny beach and I ll be breaking my head with some moronic clients.
santanu: It IS a beautiful concrete jungle. Before, I was on the other side of the fence running about. But now on this side, I am indulging in little pleasures and whims.
gangadhar: Thank you. Glad you liked.
arunima: Yes, just try doing that. These times of the day have a magical quality. Kind of soothes and relaxed the mind.
yeah spending time just like that is soothing to say the least... enjoy your days... i am back to my drudgery... with gladness though... LOL...
An awesome post. what can I say? Hmmm.... yeh "JOSS"
Anywayz, nice blog too.
u have a way of describing a mundane day as enchanting... made a nice read
pallavi: You have no cause to complain after such an awesome holiday!
Ilanin: Thank you and welcome.
Swathi: Thank you. Going to work is actually mundane. This is really enchanting. :)
Looks like u've begun to be jobless and r making the most of it!
Joblessness is altogether a different mindset! You are jobless, have no money hassles and you don't wanna change status quo. That's when the colors o the sky start making sense!
I think I'm going to give this link to my girlfriend who cant ever think of leaving her job with the excuse that she wont have anything to do at home...:-)
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