Sea face. The sound of waves.The majestic enormity and the unmatched feeling it inspires. Deep, soulful and real.Mumbai sea face has huge rocks on the shore, its not a beach, its just a face. I saw stagnant water in the middle of rocks and free flowing wild waves on the other side. I want to be like that wave, leap out of my comfort zone, mock at the whole world and sail in the vast waters of experience.
Little moments. When you do what you feel is right. When you look around the crowd and realize your place in it. You know none of them but their presence is comforting in its own way. It gives a sense of belongingness in nothingness sometimes. These are moments I cant define but they give me solace. Perhaps they bring me closer to people who love me and make me feel special.
Little moments. When people of great integrity come by your side and make you believe in the charm of every relationship. Its spending time with such people that intensifies the feeling of sisterhood. Faith is something I cant see or touch. But I can feel it. Faith in people. Faith in the love of people. Faith in the goodness of people. Faith in the beauty of a free mind.A mind that reacts to feelings, not a mind that judges by definition.
Little moments. When you set yourself free. Free yourself of all guilt,shame,burden and assumptions. When you accept yourself,your dreams, your eccentricities and passions with unadulterated love. Its that acceptance which gives us little moments. Its that acceptance that makes every person beautiful.
Its these little moments I want to live. Its these little moments I want to cherish. Little moments that make me. Little moments that make you a part of me. Little moments that are traced somewhere in the pages of time. Little moments that make me happy,peaceful and proud. Little moments...and more of them.