snippets

There was something in a country life that fascinates me, not only because I was raised there, but it’s as if time and space conspired to make each moment last a little bit longer

These are the snippets that keep on entering my mind when my heart feels low and life stands still:

• The smell of freshly cut rice stalks when harvest comes. Unbelievable! Nothing like a pure and natural scent that comes from the bosom of the earth.
• The first rain during May. When the earth is thirsty and craving for moisture as the drops form little puddles.
• Dainty street flowers that is waiting to be plucked by the small hands of a wandering child
• Exploding colors of sunrise and sunset. The sky looks like a big canvas of moving hues from mauve to bright yellow.
• Cauliflower clouds that drift slowly during summer.
• Breeze that swept your hair as you drove your bicycle on a nearby farm.
• The sweet melodic choir of the birds as they settle during dusk.
• The clear stream that runs freely between your toes.
• Majestic mountains that tower our valley as if guarding us from the influence of the outside.
• Friends and people. It’s hard to find quality people in the city. When country folks smile, you will sense that it’s a smile that speaks of a pure intention
• Clear and absolutely striking nights, when the sky is filled with shimmering stars that expands from horizon to horizon
• Food that was not embellished with insecticides
• Carefree walks across a grassy clearing
• Smell of cow dung
• The sweeping scent of a two day old hay

Why am I writing these…well, I’m going home for three days and it’s good to reminisce these treasured memories. I can’t wait to experience them all over again. Funny to think that living in the steel jungle for more than three years now seems a shallow endeavor as compare to the rich and flavorful experience derived from the backdrop of mother nature.

Ciao for now!