We were on a holiday. The surmounting silence of the
place tuned within, while I sat in the surrounding wilderness. Rocky peaks
peeped behind the clustered treetops; a little river with emerald waters flowed
with soft gurgles; monkeys and Malabar squirrels scrambled up and down the
branches; a variety of birds chirped continuously as they nestled in the trees.
As I partook of nature’s glory silently, my two little nieces joined me on the
little stone bench and started a candid conversation.
B: What are you doing Priya?
Me: Just sitting silently
S: You do not come to Bangalore these days….
Me: Hmm… yes…. Will visit you sometime soon.
B: Do you like the place where we stay now or the
one that we stayed in Tadoba?
Me: Both are fine, but the location of the one that
we are staying now is good. Look! There are three big Malabar squirrels on that
tree….
B: But, tell me which place you like the better
of the two?
Me: Ok let me tell you something interesting.
The question that you are asking me is of the past.
It is from memory. Memory is only in
the mind. Similarly, anything regarding future would be of imagination, which is also in the mind.
Past and future cannot be real; they exist only in the mind. The present, this
scene, here, now is simply real. So let us enjoy it!
It rang a bell. Both of them laughed, and I joined
in the laughter.
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