This was a thrilling and brilliant idea suggested by fellow Blogger Friend Sid Balachandran. I had to get up early in the morning , walk up to my balcony and look outside for a full 90 seconds and use my grasping power to catch maximum possible activities happening out there, come back and write about the same.
Firstly, It was a task to get Bruno out of my lap first. He loves to sleep the whole night that way and especially in winters he is very lazy to get up. I somehow cajoled and convinced him to let go and get up. I Dragged myself slowly to the balcony with sleepy eyes. ‘The old man isn’t agile anymore over the last one year’- I said to myself promising myself yet once more that I will go jogging regularly from tomorrow. I went to the balcony and saw an old lady (our society ki Daadi) carrying milk and bread back home.. Walking slowly but with the morning freshness and confidence. Some young boys had played their quota of tennis and were sitting there soaking in sweat.. “I am still feeling the cold.. Either they are sick or I am” I thought… Later, realizing that it’s me who needs to get back in shape. The continuos chirping of birds was on, probably trying to figure out what to get for their lunch and the day ahead, but there is lots of enthusiasm in that chirping during morning hours and the energy levels definitely go down as the day progresses. Then I saw a few men walk up to their cars with similar enthusiasm.. Maybe they were planning to go to work or get their share of bread for the family.. The enthusiasm is same nevertheless, like the birds and the old Daadi. I could also hear the motor in the background all the while, Namdeo is cleaning the swimming pool like always and he puts his hands in the chilling water effortlessly.. Daily. Is he human? I mean on a winter morning who would want to attempt such stunts, that too again and again? Mechanically he works daily, no sick leave, no casual leave.. He is stronger than us all I tell myself. One most significant difference I notice is that I can breathe easily outside. The air is definitely fresh and one automatically smiles while inhaling it. I did the same, picked up Bruno, who was at my feet like always and walked back to my desk to pen down the morning memories for you all to read. Would you want to share yours?
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