As I walked around, training my camera at anything of
interest, I discovered something profound. Under my feet was a universe of
microscopic dimensions! What I took to be grass was not really just a
homogeneous spread of indistinct greenery—it was actually a teeming world of
multiple species.
What’s more, every single one of them was blooming in a
kaleidoscope of colors, much like the coral reef. Deep purples, shocking
pinks, striking whites, bright yellows, and arresting blues were the flowers
whose detail I could see only through my 70 – 300 lens at tight close up! And
they were fed on by even tinier insects, bound to this world in a symbiotic marriage.
This world conquered me. Stripped me off my intellectualism,
big world concerns, emotional baggage, human superciliousness and pretentious
beliefs. Because none of it mattered there. In that moment. Amidst that violently
colourful microscopic Garden of Eden.
And lightened of my burdens thus, I felt connected. To
nature. To this very ephemeral, undefinable phenomenon we call life. To all the
species under me. Around me. Above me. Away from me. To the world. Probably to
the universe.
The moment felt pure and joyous. Mystical even. And heady!
Unsurprisingly, all these moments are quiet. Born out of exercises
in solitude. No conversations. No philosophies or minutiae. No buzzing thoughts.
No worries. Just a stillness.
A state that flies in the face of my general personality—loud,
restless, talkative, and energetic. I used to wonder about it. I have now
concluded that contradictions are good. Even gregarious souls need silences.
I feel connected to you, without conversations.
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