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Day Musings

the weather mocks.
my favorite kind(though it could be windy)
wish i could be out on the roads,
green fields on both sides,
walking by, running by,
whizzing by
as time stands still.

everythings seems good
all the worries seem ... small.
the world seems a nicer amiable place
yet i feel caged.

not because it is a good weather
but because it is so precious.
because it is so rare.

a lovely day to be spent at home
lazily on a sofa
book in hand
music to hear
rain sprinkling nearby

not a morning to be spent in an
air conditioned
sealed window
computer ruled office

an afternoon to relish on green green grass
with a book
and music
and the sky
not another person in sight

a morning to spend laughing
full of energy

an evening to think

a day to drink
be merry
certainly not to sit inside
cooped up
hunched up in front
of a bare wall
a sheet of work
on a computer

a day to spend with freinds
a day to spend alone
to look up at the sky
the white clouds

not a day to be inside the building
when the lawns outside are so inviting
not when the nearest building is out of sight
not when you are inside the only building that can be seen.

a calm day
a promising day
a relaxing day
a jouyous day

a day when you come to work
only because you work
for some one else

the first day in the year
to be a day like this
for soon there will be more days like these
more days when i will feel the same
and some days when i probably will be doing
something i have written above.

was written over a period of one day, a few days ago when the weather was divine, turgid and waiting to rain, and I ended up staying in office till past midnight. Started off as a mail, and ended up dunno where

PS - Was not going to post it, but M persisted. And then again, changed one para which I found funny,and bringing out a contrast, which I modified on her recommendation:
a lovely day to be spent at home
lazily on a sofa
munching...tho not on a dosa
book in hand
music near to hear
rain sprinkling nearby
Tags: daily, global, interest, living, poem, rains, wonder

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