The rains are finally here in this ascetic land of Gandhi. A dry, parched land suddenly feels mint fresh. The brutal landscape of this mercantile city called Ahmedabad looks beautiful, romantic. After months, last night I slept with my windows open. The cool breeze lulled me into deep slumber. I gave myself a much-awaited break from the humming sound of the air-conditioner. I opened my eyes and a slice of the beautiful sky embraced me in the early morning. For no reason, I felt happy. Or may be I am wrong. The reason of being happy lie in the falling rain drops, fleeting clouds, the Gulmohar tree swaying gently in the breeze.
I stood there near my window and just looked at this beautiful tree. The tree felt like an old lover, a trusted friend, a caring sibling — all rolled into one. There’s something extra-ordinarily beautiful and tender about nature. Be it a glittering tiny dew-drop, a flower, a fleeting cloud, a swaying tree. They instantly elevate your soul. They bring a smile on your face even when things are not going perfect in your life.
Probably that’s why nature has its healing power. And nature can really make life feel mint fresh. Even when your heart is hurting.