Friday, October 14, 2011

Masterpiece



I did not go to school today. I was feeling tired and decided to stay back at home for a day of rest. I woke up at my normal time of 6:00 and drilled into my brother the instructions he had to relay to my classmates in my absence. After assuring me that he wouldn't screw things up he left leaving me alone to my thoughts. It was crisp and cool outside, the sun just starting to rise. I pulled on a jacket and headed up to my terrace to feel the morning breeze in my face. I breathed in the dew laden, cool air of the morning and felt for once utterly disassociated from my hectic schedule and was content with just standing there and watching the sun rise slowly into the sky. That is the effect of Nature.


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To me there is no other greater artist than God, its proof is right there in the world. What human technology can create the rolling hills? The lush green fields? The majestic trees? The sky is a breathing, ever changing masterpiece. I doubt people would take the time out to notice, but do so and you'll be shocked! The clouds fluffed to perfection, suspended in a rich blue that's irreplicable by any human . . . . need I say more? Being an artist myself the canvas is my second home. The minute my fingers touch paper, they develop a life of their own, drawing, painting, etching my thoughts onto the paper. I view the world through an artists eye, its only but natural. Bright hues and colours jump out at me everyday, I find perfection in an oddly shaped leaf, in the eyes of an old dog, the tired smile of a mother, the knots in the trunk of a gnarled tree.


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Its hardly surprising that most artists find their inspiration in nature. Its a living masterpiece! I love the shape of my dogs broad head, the amber glint in her eyes, the rich mahogany of her fur, she's beauty in herself. I love the way the sunlight filters through the air, highlighting minute dust particles which are otherwise invisible to us. I love watching my caramel skin turn golden under its rays and I love the way it picks up the brown streaks in my hair, highlighting each curl. Trees which people don't give a second glance to enrapture me. I love running my hand through freshly mowed grass, feeling the dew drops on my fingertips. Baby green plants that grow along with tender white flowers in my gardenare a sight to behold. The curve in the petal of rose is spectacular and the transparency of a single water drop is celestial.


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The sight of the sea is a breath taking one. I've visited it only two times so far yet its magnificance is etched into my mind. I was in Chennai, visiting my uncle and he's taken us to a little beach quite close by. Little for him, I was blown away by the spectacle before me. I couldn't tear my eyes of the emerald waves rolling in from the sea, I could taste the salt in the air and I could feel my feet sinking into the warm golden brown sand. Ofcourse I was slightly disgusted by the sea weed washing up and tangling around my legs through the waves, but I was more than a little annoyed by the plastic coke bottles and chips packets that bobbed in the water. They were not enought to steal the glory away from the vista but were an ugly blotch which I could do nothing about.


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Life is all about living in the moment, finding beauty in places where you least expect it. To me, nature is a balm for a day gone wrong, that along with Daughtry's - September (a song) playing in the background I'm more than relieved to slip into oblivion.