A View From Here.

I am sitting near the window and looking out.The view from here at this time of the evening is one of tranquility.The lights are on in some houses across the street.There is slight breeze stroking the leaves of plants in my garden.

Some of the best views were always from my memory.I see the old man walking for exercise.I see the child and the mother returning from school,the mother bringing the child home.I see the street vendors going across with vegetables, Rangoli powder, and old plastics exchanging new plastics to householders.

This view is life.Immaterial of the one viewing it across life goes on.

Jayamala.