What to do when one’s mind is over-pouring with thoughts and then thinking becomes a chore!I usually take that as a cue for me to pack my bags and travel to some place new…
I traveled to a small town in a southern state of India(even though I did try to extract some so called ‘official’ work there).The uncomfortable Indian roads and the journey of eighteen hours broke my back but fixed my thoughts.I am thankful to
-the strange co-commuter who gave me warm smiles thought out the road trip.
– to the beautiful contrasting landscapes
– to the loud conductor of the bus
– to my cellphone service provider for not providing any signal to my phone
– to the quiet starlit sky
– to those sweet songs played by someone in the bus whose meaning I am not aware of…..
and Of-course to the small town which embraced the prejudiced me without any inhibitions.
Twinkling pebbles... 