The blue waves washing the white sands, while the crystalised sun sprinkles crystals all over the vast waters mild.
As the breeze sways its way to my ear massages my senses, I hear the breath of the ocean as mighty as the life.
The wind in my hair and sugary sand at my feet where else would I need to be?
The deepest blue waters will surround you while you sit in a hollow pathway - a submarine, the lovely dolphins and jeweled fishes would swim around.
Those beautiful water creatures would whisper among themselves and giggle like how we would on sighting them, this picture perfect world is waiting somewhere for us, and where are you right now?
In one part of the fairy tale world, it would drizzle snow all over and the sight would pass chills over the body. The sharpness of ice there is something about it -crystal clear, its pure, its white, it’s an illusion that melts away.
You breathe ice and you can see air, it would be color white everywhere and if there is someone dear to cuddle and share the warmth to survive. Coz this world was made to share and love. "I don’t own anything in this world the world owns me" and I belong to this nature
Once upon a time a lovely night with scented candles in the night, a soothing music that makes the heart beat slower like 60 beats a minute, the pitch dark silence, the water is flooded with velvet roses. And I don’t have to open my eyes so soon coz I will never be late to work, I have buried my mobile phone in the dead sea.
For one time if you don’t care about getting wet, then there is a place in the world that pours waters from the sky like forever, have you ever wondered of what is it like to be in shower for 24 hours. It would be like warm chills all over the body all time and we would be kids again to feel the joy of rain drops when it kisses the water on the ground, the crackle of rays in the sky. This is rain unlimited
When you can smell the foreign scents that brings a smile on your lips, when you feast on the colorful food that you have never tasted before, when you know there is no hurry to get back to bed, when you have time to spot the infinite stars above, when you can touch the flowers in bloom, the snow, the sugary sand, the warmth of a bonfire.
Why are we jailed here at some place where in name of ‘I love my work’ are we missing those pleasures made for us and sprinkled in every part of the world?
There are these beauties everywhere in earth waiting to be discovered, what am I waiting here for, in front of a 15 inch Compaq laptop blinking my eyes and sitting in an airconditioned room?
