On a hot day of internship in community med, finishing off the day’s work and resting my tired legs and mind, went into a slumber, of course got up in the course of time to realise the works pending, went on with it but into the evening went out for a walk, to find these guys flying kites on the terrace, my childhood just sprang up again, what is it to feel like a child again? What is to find that small chunk of happiness coming back when we r consumed by the worldly matters?
All it took is five minutes just to feel that innocent happiness which we lock away in this mind to release and sense of gratitude for the time it gave me to feel young at heart more so with its beauty couldn’t help but wonder the laugh, the serenity the pleasure in a thing like a kite, a harmless thing of paper thread and glue, but with the help of wind, its powers unfold, it flies away into that abstract emptiness with us rooted onto the ground, looking upon us in that quite strange manner , swaying to the songs of the breeze.Its a moment of rapture in itself, to feel in sound with the nature and its beauty to captivate, it sure was a stress buster of a wonderful sort.
