drifting leaf

a journey...of moments...of discovery...of the colours of emotion...of the design of nature... to a place unknown...yet known...a place within...yet far away... between the realms of the earth and the sky... between reality and dreams... just a leaf...one lonely leaf...drifting...but always moving...

Thursday, August 24, 2006

unreal…

I stepped out of the train…tired…and then the music began to play and I felt myself dissolve into it…and as I put my first step onto the platform, it was a different feeling…everything seemed to look more beautiful…almost like in a slow motion…it was unreal…people around me walked more elegantly…I stepped forward on toes and almost floating above the surface…my skirt swishing about and everyone moving a little away…out of my path as I literally did a lil turn and a skip…I didn’t see the crowds, just colours in waves…felt my hair unravel and fall to my shoulders…gripped my umbrella lightly and felt my fingers do their own little dance…as I approached the stairs, I lifted my skirt ever so little…I could have been a pretty girl from another century going my a flight of carpeted grand stairs, I could almost smell the waxed woodwork and smell the mustiness of antiques…felt my toes arch as I made my way up…and then the long wide bridge…almost like a ballroom…lanes and lanes of people moving in set directions…a grace and beauty in the way they moved…I stepped in and it all slowed down…I found myself gliding thru the crowd…unaffected by the aggression and the rush…down the stairs and into an auto…an ‘unreal’ experience for lack of a better word…
I can easily call my trip back home the hardest part of my day…I’m tired, hungry and just dying to get into my cosy little home…and the train is full of pushy aggressive people who I have to hold back from snapping at…and I usually have to keep telling myself ‘be the change’…’be the change’…don’t let them get to you…
And yet last evening was incredible…all it took was for me to play ‘felista’ and submit to it and everything changed…I was completely cut off from the world…my hearing was the only sense that was on, the rest just tuned into that and turned inward…usually that one hour is a sensory overload so it was so good to have everything switch off…I heard no one, felt no one…what I saw were just shapes around me…I was gliding past with chiffon dupattas flying in the air…a lovely blue lighting…and a touch of mist…oh it was unreal…

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