The places I go, the sights I see

It’s always the little things that demand our attention. A walk down a pre-rained-on street where the wind has just swept by to make way for the rain or getting lost tracing my tram back home from Centrum- a shopping street in Den Haag, The Netherlands or even walking beneath an archway of trees welcoming the early touches of fall, whether in Den Haag or in Arusha, Tanzania as I leave my grandmother’s house etc. always leave me thinking “I shouldn’t be the only one seeing this!”. If we stop and observe for a little while, nature smiles back at us. It is that smile, sometimes hidden or coy, that I always yearn for.

I can’t stop staring out the window as the bus rushes past the five regions. I raise my hand to block the excessive sun rays but they have nothing over me compared to the beauty of the scenes that unfold before me. Below fluffy clouds majestic mountains and hills- both distant and near, stare back at me with pride; birds flying lower and green everywhere. The wind whispers in to my ears… and I feel it has been wondering where I have been.

I sneak a peek in to that day’s lives of the people caught up in the picture, similar practices but different approaches which make me wonder how it would feel, at this particular moment in time, to live on the other side of this window.

I close my eyes and breathe in deeply, sweet peaceful scent of the earth I get…I open my eyes and smile, as the rays make love to the green! This is what I have been missing, a different scene from the daily hustles of life.

All the scenes make me wonder what their stories are. And when that long awaited moment reveals itself, I gleefully take out my camera and capture that moment.

I then sit back with a smile thinking to myself: “The world has so much to offer.”